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Don Toliver Private Landing feat Justin Bieber and future (Official Visualizer Audio)
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出演艺人
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
演唱
Justin Bieber
Justin Bieber
演唱
Future
Future
演唱
作曲和作词
Justin Bieber
Justin Bieber
作曲
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
作曲
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
作曲
Omar Guetfa
Omar Guetfa
作曲
Rob Bisel
Rob Bisel
作曲
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
作曲
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
词曲作者
制作和工程
Omar Guetfa
Omar Guetfa
制作人
Rob Bisel
Rob Bisel
制作人
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
声乐录制工程师
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
录音工程师
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
声乐录制工程师
Dominic Vicario
Dominic Vicario
助理录音工程师
Damon “DJ” Riggins Jr.
助理混音工程师
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
助理混音工程师
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
助理混音工程师
Rachael Blum
Rachael Blum
助理混音工程师
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
混音工程师
Joe Laporta
Joe Laporta
母带工程师
Cardo
Cardo
制作人
RYAN MELLOW
RYAN MELLOW
录音工程师
206Derek
206Derek
制作人
Ryan "Mellow" Venable
Ryan "Mellow" Venable
录音工程师

歌詞

I'm feelin' stuck (feelin' stuck) I'm off a bean (yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?) I'm in the trees (trees), I look up (look up) What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (ooh-ooh) I don't know why these hoes can't stand me I guess I'm too demanding Went ahead and double coat, the candy (candy) I'm so high, no landing (landing) Drippin', that glock get steady (steady) Rockin' that shit, confetti (confetti) They all let it go on the telly (telly) They all wanna rub my belly I got my dawgs out I'm poppin' at the Ritz (at the-) I got em coming in, shit look like a blitz (look like a-) She wanna check me up, she wanna check my fit (check my) I pull up, the Maybach jumpin', shorty better check my hits I don't know why these hoes can't stand me I guess I'm too demanding Private landing, I guess I keep my candy She super soaker when the beaches sandy I got her in Yoko, better call me Randy Diamonds and Margiela, AP canary yellow She deserve a Patek, cause she one of the members When it come to Saldava, money not a problem Turned me to a killer, I just smashed a model Tiffany come blue, her pussy good and pink Chicago in the winter time I'm ordering minks Selling out arenas I just murked the streets Copped me a brand new castle in the middle east My bitch sit Indian style when we sit down and eat I can do this shit one take, but my style ain't free (Pluto) I don't take hoes on no date unless they got pretty feet (I swear) Quarter million on her head, quarter million on her head She mop me down the best, I can't feel my legs I done sniped off yo hoe, for a crumb of bread Got racks going out the roof, they bustin through the ceiling My new bitch she the truth, she showed me a couple million Is Don here ready like I'm I'm feelin' stuck (feelin' stuck) I'm off a bean (yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?) I'm in the trees (trees), I look up (look up) What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (ooh-ooh) Keep goin', mmm (oh) Keep goin', keep goin' (mm-hmm) Keep goin', keep goin' Mm, keep goin', keep goin' Mm, keep goin', keep goin' Mm, go, go Mm, keep goin', keep goin' Mm, go I guess I'm spendin', double cup, I'm leanin' (So good, so good, taste it, talk to me) Guess I'm spendin', double cup, I'm leanin' Need you to lean in (lean) She wanna come this way, uh (come on) Heat it up, microwave (microwave) Heat it up, mic, what, what? She wanna ride my wave She wanna come this way (she wanna) She wanna, uh (she wanna), she wanna She wanna, notice how you're feelin' tonight (so tight) Oh, it's how you're feelin' tonight I guess I'm too demanding, I guess I'll keep my candy (I tried to tell you but you know they been misguiding you) Just touched down in Miami (in Miami) I guess I'll keep my candy, I guess I'm too demanding She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain Heat it up, microwave, come on, I'll show you place (come on) She wanna ride my wave, she wanna rock my chain Heat it up, microwave, come in, show you my place I'm feelin' stuck (feelin' stuck) I'm off a bean (yeah), like, what the fuck? (What the fuck?) I'm in the trees (trees), I look up (look up) What you need? (What you need?) Got it up (ooh-ooh)
Writer(s): Justin Bieber, Nayvadius Wilburn, Caleb Zackery Toliver, Derek Ryan Anderson, Omar Rayan Guetfa, Robert Clark Bisel, Ronald Nathan Latour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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