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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cochise
Cochise
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell Cox
Terrell Cox
Songwriter
Beck Unruh
Beck Unruh
Songwriter
Cameron O'Brien
Cameron O'Brien
Songwriter
steven giron
steven giron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cochise
Cochise
Recording Engineer
Dreamz
Dreamz
Producer
Orchid
Orchid
Producer
venny
venny
Producer
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Schwabe
Ryan Schwabe
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Huh (ね、ゆるしてください) The shoes match the pants The pants match the belt The belt match the shirt The shirt match her skirt, and then her skirt match the hat The hat match the work (huh, uh-uh) Damn, I told ya- Damn, I told you, niggas are really clowns, they're at the circus (circus, uh) I can tell ya never made no money, 'cause you're nervous (uh-uh, huh) Pull up on ya, I might really close your curtains (uh-uh) Heard he tryna cop a plea, I told 'em it ain't workin' (uh-uh) Huh (huh), uh-uh Back after back, made it back, off the backend Track after track, made it crack off the mixtape Rack after rack, put some racks on yo' best friend (go) On yo' best friend (on yo' bestie, go), on yo' bestie (go) Pour some juice up in my cup, I'm feelin' sexy (go) Shawty know I'm feelin' good, I tell her, "Text me" (go) Thankin' God for every minute that He bless me (let's go, huh, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go) Shawty said she finna block me, be for real (be for real) I be drownin' in that mud like Navy SEALs (like Navy SEALs) Cristiano, I be really in the fields (I be really in the fields) Yeah, yeah, I got my bands up, yeah Got my meals up, yeah Got my feels up, uh Got my bills up, oh my, got my-, uh, haha Got my- (go, go), huh, uh-uh Go, go (go like me), go (uh-huh, go like me) Go, go (go like me), go (uh-huh, go like me) Back, run it back, made it back, off the-, uh-huh Shawty wanna push in the Maybach, I tell her, "Uh-uh" Shawty wanna ride by my side, tell her, "Uh-uh" Said she want a piece of my mind, tell her, "Uh-uh" I don't wanna waste no more time, tell her, "Uh-uh" Said she wanna be on my side, tell her, "Uh-uh" Yeah, is ya dumb? Is you stupid? (Stupid) Huh, when it come to dressin', niggas know I'm undi- ('sputed), yeah All my money talk, all yo' money, it be (muted), yeah I be off that drink, niggas knowin' that I'm booted So I told her (told her, told her, told her) The shoes match the pants The pants match the belt The belt match the shirt The shirt match her skirt, and then her skirt match the hat The hat match the work (huh) Damn, I told ya- Damn, I told you, niggas are really clowns, they're at the circus I can tell you never made no money, 'cause yo' nervous (uh-uh) Pull up on ya, I might really close your curtains (uh-uh) Haha, huh, uh-uh (Ha, uh-uh) (Uh-uh)
Writer(s): Terrell Cox, Beck Unruh, Cameron O Brien, Steve Giron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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