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Rocket
Dance
Трек «Rocket» вышел в 26 июля 2026 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Rbg Records»)Psychopath
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АльбомPsychopath
Дата релиза26 июля 2026 г.
ЛейблRbg Records
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM129

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Ronald Wilson
Ronald Wilson
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ronald Martin Wilson
Ronald Martin Wilson
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Ronald Wilson
Ronald Wilson
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Слова

Hey, bitch, hey
Psych out, bitch, hey, hey
Bitch, hey
I'm Taking off like a rocket, hey
I get the money, can't stop it, hey
Shit can't fit in my pocket, hey
Can't even fit in my wallet, hey
I finna take off to the moon
Can't find my mind cause I lost it, hey
My bitch came from cancoon
She throw it back yeah she pop it, hey
She so bad, she make you jealous, yeah
She dropped straight outta heaven, yeah
Get it bag, she Chanel it
Smoke a gas I don't sell it
I just throw the cash right out the jelly
She shakin' ass in the telly
Pop that **** just like a melly
Ride around town with a blick and a motherfuckin' bad bitch
A **** got so much guap, lil bitch I'm havin
Take your shoes off when you walk in my mansion
When you're standin' at the top, the view's fantastic
I know sometimes it can be too much
When the sun shine, does it heat you up, babe
In the summertime, can I hit you up
Hop into my ride, I can pick you up
When I grip your thighs does it make you blush
You got me hypnotized, I'm finna fall in love
I know sometimes it a little too much
You got me hypnotized, got me hypnotized, ooh yeah
Hey, bitch, hey
Psych out, bitch, hey, hey
Bitch, hey
I'm Taking off like a rocket, hey
I get the money, can't stop it, hey
Shit can't fit in my pocket, hey
Can't even fit in my wallet, hey
I finna take off to the moon
Can't find my mind cause I lost it, hey
My bitch came from cancoon
She throw it back yeah she pop it, hey
Hey, bitch, hey
Psych out, bitch, hey, hey
Bitch, hey
I'm Taking off like a rocket, hey
I get the money, can't stop it, hey
Shit can't fit in my pocket, hey
Can't even fit in my wallet, hey
I finna take off to the moon
Can't find my mind cause I lost it, hey
My bitch came from cancoon
She throw it back yeah she pop it, hey
Written by: Ronald Martin Wilson
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