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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Gus Dapperton
Gus Dapperton
Stimme und Gesang
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Stimme und Gesang
Joey Bada$$
Joey Bada$$
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jacob Lincoln
Jacob Lincoln
Komponist:in
Daniyel Weissmann
Daniyel Weissmann
Komponist:in
Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Jo-Vaughn Virginie Scott
Texte
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Texte
Brendan Patrick Rice
Brendan Patrick Rice
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Gus Dapperton
Gus Dapperton
Produzent:in
Jacob Lincoln
Jacob Lincoln
Produzent:in
Cole Bennett
Cole Bennett
Produzent:in
Kosher World
Kosher World
Produzent:in
Nathan Phillips
Nathan Phillips
Mischtechniker:in
marvy ayy
marvy ayy
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Daniyel
Daniyel
Produzent:in

Lyrics

Back in my arms once again I'm praying and hoping for touchdown You said that you needed a friend To cover up all the tough spots Death from the moment we met Was laughing a ten-minute warning After we make our amends Let's fall back in love in the fallout shelter Go ahead and play with my money, my money Baby, it's so fuckin' funny to me, I get off On the thought of you and me in the end I'd do it over, and over, and over, and over again Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom It's us We came too far to still be feeling empty (empty) Nothing I won't do for you, don't tempt me I'd put it all on the line just to show you Money I blow through, places I go to Just to get back to me and the old you Just to get back to what we was Just to get back to what we need to be Thinkin' back on it, I treated you like talk show He and I, not the same, I walk with hot steps Nothing's funny when the rabbit got the gun in your hands 'Til the sun', tryna figure out who won Never thought I'd ever see your face again I believe in miracles Repent now for my sins Call out for your soul, oh Go ahead and play with my money, my money Baby, it's so fuckin' funny to me, I get off On the thought of you and me in the end I'd do it over, and over, and over, and over again I'm in way over my head This go even in and out of time now We may be better off dead To get through a spot, but you're mine now If we had two minutes to live Tell me what you would do right now I tell you, "Get back in that bed Take off your clothes for the last time" Go ahead and play with my money, my money Baby, it's so fuckin' funny to me, I get off On the thought of you and me in the end I'd do it over, and over, and over, and over again Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom Shout it out, shout it out, shout it out, shout it, sha-boom Uh, baby, get it together (get it together) My love is defo, so we in this shit forever (we in this shit forever) And again in the next life, bounded by blood (yeah) 'Cause in the end, tell me what really matters but love (but love) I'm fucked up if I don't get to feel your kisses and hugs I might die if I don't get to touch you It's like I can't get you close enough Don't close me out, baby, open up I wanna give you the world before they blow it up
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Brendan Patrick Rice, Jo-vaughn Virginie Scott, Daniyel Orion Weissmann, Jacob Thomas Lincoln Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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