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Post Malone - Spoil My Night .ft Swae Lee (Live At Rolling Loud)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post Malone
Post Malone
Vocals
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Programming
Swae Lee
Swae Lee
Vocals
Travis Walton
Travis Walton
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Composer
Austin Post
Austin Post
Songwriter
Khalif Brown
Khalif Brown
Songwriter
Adam Feeney
Adam Feeney
Composer
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Composer
Travis Walton
Travis Walton
Composer
William Thomas Walsh
William Thomas Walsh
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frank Dukes
Frank Dukes
Producer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Travis Walton
Travis Walton
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah I don't have much to say, I'll be out front Won't you come spoil my night? Feelings come into play, and I'm thinking this happens every time Spoil my night, spoil my night Spoil my night (my night) Spoil my night, spoil my night My necklace had a natural glow She dancing in the strobe Let's fucking spoil my night (spoil my night) Spent so much cash, I lost her My cup was too toxic I took her robe off (yeah) I couldn't get her off me Dropped plenty money on her thighs There's plenty room in my ride I've never been like a small fry She took me in, that's on my life Spoil my night, spoil my night Spoil my night (my night) Spoil my night, spoil my night I don't have much to say, I'll be out front Won't you come spoil my night? (Spoil my night) Feelings come into play, and I'm thinking this happens every time Yeah, when I walk up in a party, they all act like they know me Then I spotted lil' mama through the wall of jabronis (ooh) Point her out so I can bag her, if they just bring her to me (bring her to me) I ain't even see the face, but she got beautiful boobies (wow) And she see those diamonds in my teeth (in my teeth) I see her smiling back at me (back at me) I think she rock with me like Jumanji (Jumanji) It's about time, Postmate Plan B Now she whipping out her phone and I know (and I know) Damn, how many videos you gon' post? Everybody on the 'Gram gonna know My girl at home now my line about to blow (yeah) I know what I'm doing ain't right But ain't no need to spoil my night No need, no need Spoil my night, spoil my night Spoil my night (my night) Spoil my night, spoil my night I don't have much to say, I'll be out front Won't you come spoil my night? (Spoil my night) Feelings come into play, and I'm thinking this happens every time (yeah) Spoil my night Spoil my night Spoil my night Spoil my night Spoil my night Spoil my night
Writer(s): Louis Russell Bell, Austin Richard Post, Khalif Malik Ibn Shaman Brown, Carl Austin Rosen, William Thomas Walsh, Adam King Feeney, Travis Walton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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