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INTERPRÉTATION
Vwillz
Vwillz
Chant
mike.
mike.
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Benjamin Joel Johnson
Benjamin Joel Johnson
Paroles/Composition
Francis Palladino
Francis Palladino
Paroles/Composition
Mike Seander
Mike Seander
Paroles/Composition
Ryan Jeffery Ley
Ryan Jeffery Ley
Paroles/Composition
Victor Edward Williams
Victor Edward Williams
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Prod By Dom
Prod By Dom
Production
Yeezo
Yeezo
Production
JP On the Track
JP On the Track
Production
Ryan Jeffery Ley
Ryan Jeffery Ley
Production

Paroles

She going 44 West in an all white dress Riding shotty in a brand new Chevy She found rubber on dirt in a Baptist Church Where her mom and dad had their wedding She gave two years down at Florida State Got a Bachelor Degree out of U of A And I could tell by all her empty drinks That she partied all four years We've been talking all night long Singing every song that we know When the cover band plays that Kenny These drinks are getting strong We know this is wrong, oh-woah 'Cause you can't leave with me I met a soon to be bride at a bar We shot tequila under neon and we poured out our hearts She started talking crazy Saying things I need to make me feel like you And now she's walking to the altar, second guessing I do I met a soon to be bride at a bar We shot tequila under neon and we poured out our hearts She started talking crazy Saying things I need to make me feel like you Now she's walking to the altar, second guessing I do Maybe you and me should go somewhere quiet You ain't got to say too much, you told me with the silence When you put that dress on You chose violence Leaving in a stretcher Yeah They gon' have to roll me out of this bar Took a half of Molly, got me rolling hard (got me rolling hard, yeah) Now I'm gon' be the one that you think about When they kick us out I met a soon to be bride at a bar We shot tequila under neon and we poured out our hearts She started talking crazy Saying things I need, don't make me feel like you And now she's walking to the altar, second guess I do I met a soon to be bride at a bar We shot tequila under neon and we poured out our hearts She started talking crazy Saying things I need, don't make me feel like you And now she's walking to the altar, second guessing I do
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Benjamin Johnson, Ryan Ley, Mike Seander, Victor Williams, Francis Palladino Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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