Circus - Felly: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Circus

318

Hip-Hop/Rap

Circus adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Same Plate tarafından 28 Eylül 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıSurf Trap

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümSurf Trap

Çıkış Tarihi28 Eylül 2018

FirmaSame Plate

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM125

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Felly

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christian Felner

Christian Felner

Composer

Kyran McEmerald John

Kyran McEmerald John

Composer

James Icart

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Felly

Recording Engineer

Rage

Producer

David Nakaji

Mixing Engineer

Chris Athens

Mastering Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse 1]

Years in the making

Hoes creep through the back side

(Ooh) Young Fel, ya heard?

Circus, circus

Circus, circus

Fuck is you tellin' me?

Fuck is you tellin' me? (Huh, what you say?)

(They say) Fuck is you tellin' me?

Yeah

[Verse 2]

This shit sound like the circus came in town (Hey)

Hundred rounds to the jury, gun 'em down (Boy) (Bang-bang)

You stole that style, you a phony, you a clown (Clown) (Clown)

Bitches smile, bitches frown, bitches faint

Bite the style, but they can't

[Verse 3]

Huh

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany, yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I'm disrespectin' my ma, she told me to live and let live

[Verse 4]

Uh, where is he going? (Where?)

Where is he runnin' to? (Huh?)

What we do wrong?

That shit that I'm on, it come from the Gods (Hey)

Pardon the sauce, bitch, I'm the monster

Back up that Tonka (Ooh)

Six in the mornin' back to La Guardia

Rollin' up front to ya, pushin' the culture

Bad bitches sweatin' spillin' paint with they eyeliner

Hoe rappers jealous 'cause they can't take the style from him

Ooh, I can feel it comin', pray she don't have a child on me

Ooh, I been waitin' on this day for a while, homie

[Verse 5]

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany, yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I disrespected my ma, she told me to live and let live

[Verse 6]

Uh, like boo, boo, ay, hoes creep through the back side

I told that bitch I don't get any down time

If you feel this shit, better get outside, like goddamn

Uh, squad went through the South, so dusty

Five-oh threw me down, got so ugly

Catch fade blow loud, King Tubby

Let's get the skrilla, God love me (Ay)

In little Italy, you lil' bitch

Baby, all I need's a little bit

Flyin' overseas, I think I'm rich

All we ever need is peace, they killin' for the Jesus piece

See the drama on the BBC

It don't feel like real life, what I see

No turnin' back once you hit the scene, not what it seems

[Verse 7]

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany , yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I disrespected my ma, she told me to live and let live (Ay, ay, ay)

Written by: Christian Felner, James Icart, Kyran McEmerald John

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