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Red Rover (feat. Jarv)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Stranger
Little Stranger
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Shields
John Shields
Songwriter
Kevin Shields
Kevin Shields
Songwriter
Nathan Jarvis
Nathan Jarvis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Shields
John Shields
Recording Engineer
Danny Kalb
Danny Kalb
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Intergalactic, planetary I had to leave earth cause earth is scary I head to moon, that milky dairy But I gave no fucks, virgin mary Like oh! little sacrilegious Little Strange slang game but we back for business When we rat-tat-tat on tracks you listen Matter fact, ease back 'fore you get bitten An arachnid ratchet packed with madness In effect with electric pitter-patness A legitimate offender of the tit for tatness Quid pro no more, hold on you bastards Like oh! Leggo my eggo Put the win in Winnebago Put the mic in my hand and hype of the fam Goes dummy, build em up like Geppetto, get em up! Leggo my eggo I am so Cali I'm San Diego Got no manchego in my wallet It's all on the table I pray to dinosaurs Shop at the finest stores I'm psychedelicatessen I'm what you're dyin for (Red rover red rover I said now Johnny come over) Take two You don't wanna rock with the crew You don't wanna rock the way that we do Better watch out gonna bite your tongue in half Better have a good laugh and a bath (P.U.) Blast off with a brand new jetpack Packed to the max like I'm never gonna get back Hats off to the mandalorian Ain't no sleep til the story ends like yea... Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I'm hittin up your girl on my mother's mobile Motorola Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I ain't your Guy Ritchie man I'm a for real rock n rolla Yeah, I thought I told ya', I'm the highest roller Cause Iran shit like the Ayatollah In the eye of the storm, I ain't dying sober Roll over Beethoven, quiet soldier Yo, don't try wit this cause I'm fly as shit And when I rhyme, I shine like an iron fist That grips the globe totally, hold control Your hoe can go choke till my chode explode I throw bows, better be ready to pop shit I'm a man and my masculinity' toxic Get dropkicked off of the top of a tall building Rock your body, no time for chilling Roll to the beat like you lost control Smoke lots of weed like a Rasta bro I fill an H O E like a pasta bowl You stopping me? That's impossible, uh If this is all fun and games then I don't wanna play If this is all fun and games then I don't wanna play If this is all fun and games then I don't wanna play If this is all fun and games then I don't wanna play Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I'm hittin up your girl on my mother's mobile Motorola Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I ain't your Guy Ritchie man I'm a for real rock n rolla Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I'm hittin up your girl on my mother's mobile Motorola Red rover red rover Don't think I'll ever be sober I ain't your Guy Ritchie man I'm a for real rock n rolla Da da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da da da da da da da da
Writer(s): Kevin Shields, Keith Mansfield, John Peter Shields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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