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Hip-Hop/Rap
25 adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Kiss Club tarafından 24 Mayıs 2024 tarihinde yayınlandı25 - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi24 Mayıs 2024
FirmaKiss Club
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM77

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arman Shams
Arman Shams
Songwriter

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I got four bad bitches
Two thick, two thin
I got one sitting with me
Drinking lukewarm gin
You'll get four, five stitches
If you talk to them
I got dreams in my head
With a cigarette lit
Being twenty five
Twenty five
Living at your mama house
Mama house
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
Being like I think I'm fine
Think I'm fine
Really I'm losing my mind
In my mind
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
Lightspeed
Dream chase
Every day a dark day
Going through heartbreak
Me and you in them hallways
Baby
You drive me crazy
Now I'm smoked out
Fucked up
Drunk off the strong stuff
Walking to your crib
Just trying to say
What's up baby
Oh you make me crazy
I got four bad bitches
Two thick, two thin
I got one sitting with me
Drinking lukewarm gin
You'll get four, five stitches
If you talk to them
I got dreams in my head
With a cigarette lit
Being twenty five
Twenty five
Living at your mama house
Mama house
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
Being like I think I'm fine
Think I'm fine
Really I'm losing my mind
In my mind
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
I'm the big dog, baby
I got millionaires trying to take my lady
Tell them other boys they gotta kick rocks, baby
Babygirl your love is electric
Your heart it tase me
I got mozzarella and lettuce
I'm hot like AZ
I pulled myself out of depression
You said I'm lazy
You use my emotions as weapons
That's how you play me
You say that I move with aggression
That's cause you made me
Baby if you love me, then love me
Don't try to change me
I got four bad bitches
Two thick, two thin
I got one sitting with me
Drinking lukewarm gin
You'll get four, five stitches
If you talk to them
I got dreams in my head
With a cigarette lit
Being twenty five
Twenty five
Living at your mama house
Mama house
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
Being like I think I'm fine
Think I'm fine
Really I'm losing my mind
In my mind
I can tell you all that shit
I can tell you all that shit
Written by: Arman Shams
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