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Coely - Run It Up ft. ALBI X
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Coely
Coely
Vocals
ALBI X
ALBI X
Vocals
Yann Gaudeuille
Yann Gaudeuille
Keyboards
Niels Van Malderen
Niels Van Malderen
Keyboards
Filip Korte
Filip Korte
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Coely
Coely
Songwriter
Boris Nzenza Dikelo
Boris Nzenza Dikelo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zander Macharis
Zander Macharis
Recording Engineer
Adam Lunn
Adam Lunn
Mixing Engineer
Frederik Dejongh
Frederik Dejongh
Mastering Engineer
Yann Gaudeuille
Yann Gaudeuille
Producer
Niels Van Malderen
Niels Van Malderen
Producer
Filip Korte
Filip Korte
Producer

Lyrics

That's right, I've gone cold God by my side, now you know Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low Sliding through the backdoor Run it up, on my own Sorry, I don't run with you I don't really care what the rest can do Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes I'm back, back like I never left Up the stakes, I can not relax, my son needs me to get that cheque Life been tough, and a bit complex God knows, had to break some sweat I was about to 404 but in the end, I hit refresh Shake it up, upper echelon, ain't fucking with average Giddy-up make that horsey run, knock the opps out the saddle Major key make it rattle, life been getting much better Poppin like I'm Dom Perignon, until I be dead and gone That's right I've gone cold God by my side, now you know Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low Sliding through the backdoor Run it up, on my own Sorry, I don't run with you I don't really care what the rest can do Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes Run it up, now you know it Sorry, I don't run with you I don't really care what the rest can do Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes Tozaki na sé, mais to bandi ko telema Ba Lobaki hé, toko rater mais to mesana Sikoyo Na yé, ba ko lenga Ba ko mbendana Tika ko mbengua ngai, na Tala jamais sima Now running it up, run it again Maybe wrong, but till the end We never fall, always on ten Ball till we fall, that's to the end Now running it up, again Eza Albi, go tell your friend You hate on me, don't make no sense Pon de replay, press it again That's right I've gone cold God by my side, now you know Sneaking up, I'm sneaking on the low Sliding through the back door Run it up, on my own Sorry, I don't run with you I don't really care - what the rest can do Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes Run it up, now you know it Sorry, I don't run with you I don't really care what the rest can do Cinderella died tryna fill these shoes
Writer(s): Niels Van, Yan Karel, Filip Robert, Coely Mbueno, Boris Dikelo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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