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Lo Village • Dirty Mac (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lo Village
Lo Village
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ama Tabiri
Ama Tabiri
Composer
Kane Tabiri
Kane Tabiri
Composer
Tyler Lardy
Tyler Lardy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kane Tabiri
Kane Tabiri
Producer
KVYREN
KVYREN
Producer

Lyrics

I pray and I see where the day go
Take me away) x3
(I pray, I) x2
Got not one so I
Just wanna disappear
When is it my turn
I’m so sick of it here
My prayers get louder
It’s just a different day
If I close my eyes
Then i’m a run away
(To the left, to the left, my baby move to the left) x3 To the left, to the left, sing it with me
She know Imma be good regardless,
she still hate me for that baby we ain’t have in college I was down bad serving whatever you call it,
everything’s for sale but the scale if I'm being honest, I'm trying to fly you around the globe show you that you're gold, Charles Tyler 5th floor in a linen robe,
you put Dillon in every song they told me let it go, not until I see zeros big dinner rolls,
they been waiting on Lo village to drop shit,
last show we did in DC looked like a mosh pit,
we gone spin your block til we’re nauseous,
all my **** live and we pop shit,
fuck a interview I'm not trying to get into that,
she kicked me out the crib eventually she's bringing me back, who's better true blues blue sweater, foot on the gas till I let up.
& let me know you gon love me or not
Let me know you gon love me or not
(Take me away)
Let me know you gon love me or not
Let me know
She fell in love with my falsetto
Went and painted the Porsche yellow
Suburb life, her family is still Ghetto Never leave, don’t stop, convince me to stay she bow her head like she about to pray The salmon filleted, shrimp butterflied I ain’t in competition with other guys Who lied to you? They writing lullabies You ain’t gotta go with whatever flies Them **** is dogs, got you fetishized Dirty mac throw it back for son
Dirty mac throw it back for son
Shoulda left when u had the chance to run Now u shook, got u stashing guns Glock 9s with the added drums
tre deuce, two magnums
thought he was cute
Y’all was having fun
She naive
He was acting dumb
Dirty Mac
throw it back for son
Let me know you gon love me or not Let me know you gon love me or not (We gon spin yo block till we nauseous All my **** live and we pop shit) & Let me know you gon love me or not Let me know you gon love me or not (We gon spin yo block till we nauseous All my **** live and we pop shit)
(I pray and I see where the day go Take me away) x3
(I pray, I) x2
Written by: Ama Tabiri, Kane Tabiri, Tyler Lardy
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