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|Top Music| BETASTIC, GRHHH & lou - INDUSTRY BABY (feat. Jay Rhydon) (Unofficial Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BETASTIC
BETASTIC
Performer
GRHHH
GRHHH
Performer
LØU
LØU
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Harlow
Jack Harlow
Songwriter
David Biral
David Biral
Songwriter
Denzel Baptiste
Denzel Baptiste
Songwriter
Nick Lee
Nick Lee
Songwriter
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Roy Lenzo
Roy Lenzo
Songwriter
Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste
Denzel Michael-Akil Baptiste
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
Montero Hill
Montero Hill
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BETASTIC
BETASTIC
Producer
GRHHH
GRHHH
Producer
lou
lou
Producer

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Baby back, ayy Couple racks, ayy Couple Grammys on him Couple plaques, ayy That's a fact, ayy Throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah I told you long ago, on the road I got what they waitin' for I don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rootin' for me anyway When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over Uh, need to, uh Need to get this album done Need a couple number ones Need a plaque on every song Need me like one with Nicki now Tell a rap boy, "I don't see ya", ha I'm a pop star like Bieber, ha I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, ha But all these bitches like Madea Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) Ayy, oh, let's do it I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit I blew up now everybody tryna sue me You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah I told you long ago, on the road I got what they waitin' for I don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rootin' for me anyway When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over My track record so clean They couldn't wait to just bash me I must be gettin' too flashy Y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay And these girls know that I'm nasty I sent her back to her boyfriend With my handprint on her ass cheek City talkin', we takin' notes Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts Wish he could but he can't get close OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts I'm the type that you can't control Said I would then I made it so
Writer(s): Denzel Baptista, Gerry Ananta Wijaya, Gerry Winata, Justin Schütz, Michael Vossler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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