旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常,旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
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Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感,數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
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輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁,編曲豐滿;反之,不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM92
積分
演出藝人
LOM Rudy
聲樂
詞曲
Pierre Johnson
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
P-Gutta Tha Hustla
製作人
歌詞
One night, two bitches, Motor City, two with it
I was too crispy, and we had a three-step
One night, two bitches, Motor City, two with it
I got 'em two-tifting
(This shit happened in real life, in real life)
And we had a three-step
One of the L-O-M **** and they sure got 'em
Got 'em in that presidential when I showed Pop 'em (you know it)
Had 'em off that Dom P, they was sure bought it (bought it)
Had a hunnid hunnids on me, it was all profit (ten)
Louis Sculley, Louis belt, Louis low tops (so top, yeah)
Feeling good, I just ran through a whole block (I be)
Plus, I'm still getting cheese off my blow spot
I don't give a fuck what I'm doing, bet you can come shop (get in my line, ****)
I'm a cocky-ass **** with two slappin' phones
Ain't gotta walk up on them hoes, they gon' come get on
I got them thangs for the low, ****, come get on (get on, yeah)
And I might throw it on you if you don't take too long (yeah)
We was low to the earth, bitch, now we on the map (you hear me?)
We get attention from them hoes who don't follow back (I swear to God)
It was that night she text my phone like she feeling horny
Like I wanna try something new 'cause her **** getting boring
It was that one night (it was that one night) with two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Louis V, everything, I was too crispy
They got to kissing on each other and we had a threesome
It was that one night (one night) with two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Dom P was on me, I got 'em two tipsy
They got to kissing on each other and we had a threesome
Rocked in Motor City and I'm smelling like Leary (wow)
Two badass bitches and I swear they can share me
Sipping on Dom Piri, I'm selling Mariah Carey (white girl)
Natural born hustler, ain't shit you can tell me (tell me)
You know, bitch, got a Kim K body
Crispy black ****, he sell Kane probably (yeah, I do)
Packs of the dog food, got my frames icy
See you hatin', you a hater, but your man ain't like me (he ain't like me)
Get you **** offed if you keep talking
High as hell, spilling lean on my pink Dolphin
Keep flossing so they wanna get freaky, baby
'Bout to make a porno like Pinky, baby
And to work, I stretch it like a slinky, baby
And make it disappear, just call me Genie, baby (it's off)
Hard work, but I make it look easy, baby
Cookie Blunts, activist, yeah, it had me lazy
On that one night (one night)
With two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Louis V, everything, I was too crispy
They got to kissing on each other and we had a threesome
It was that one night (oh, you know this what I do)
With two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Dom P was on me, I got 'em too tipsy
They got to kissing on each other and we had a threesome
(We had a threesome, you know what's up)
I'm the Trio King, you know I'm 'bout to throw 'em down (down through there)
Like Kane, it's enough for me to go around (uh-huh)
Prozoff girl doing backflips and thrash trips (yup)
Super Benz 'round, so it's twenty on your back, bitch (damn)
Get the gabs, I'll just get 'em with one line (that's all it takes)
Come on, baby, we just doing this shit one time (one night only)
That's all it takes, and you know them hoes too down (too down)
Ten on me and that's only off two pounds (damn, damn)
Oh, that's your best friend? She wanna see us fuck (she want what?)
With your own margaritas, couple blunts, now it's three of us (three of us)
I'm from the back, why she eat her looking at the C-Notes? (That's the truth)
My gold rappers damn near gone, I need like three more (damn)
My favorite number three, you know I pop them hoes off (I love three)
Not just the bitches, I forgot that's what them balls called (good)
But don't say shit, just keep it in the past (okay, say it)
'Cause if my bitch find out, she gon' kill our freaky ass (uh)
It was that one night (one night) with two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Louis D, everything, y'all was too crispy
They got to kissin' on each other and we had a threesome
It was that one night (one night) with two bitches
At Motor City, they was too wit' it
Dom P was on me, I got 'em too tipsy
They got to kissin' on each other and we had a threesome
It was that one night (one night)
Written by: Pierre Johnson

