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PLAYERTWO - SHOWER MUSIC (Official Lyric Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PLAYERTWO
PLAYERTWO
Performer
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Vocals
Patrick Carlo Camacho
Patrick Carlo Camacho
Vocals
Luke April
Luke April
Musician
Ivo Impreso
Ivo Impreso
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Luke Gabriel Isnani
Composer
Patrick Carlo Camacho
Patrick Carlo Camacho
Composer
Ivo Impreso
Ivo Impreso
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke April
Luke April
Producer
Ivo Impreso
Ivo Impreso
Producer
Wave P
Wave P
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
[Verse 1]
I go with everything call me the butter
I go to the market and cameras shutter
Not trynna be sus but suck on my
Fuck off my vision, you making me sick
I'm allergic to basic, yeah above average
Wearing 'em formals, but I'm still ballin'
Why you so flawless? That’s what she told me
Walkin' on clouds, shit's way too easy
[Verse 2]
Bye for a minute
Imma head back to the hills for a minute, stay still for minute
Laidback but a nuisance, chill for a minute
Maybach or the Nissan, drift for a minute
Stackin up hoes, I stack clothes
Pretty long legged I attack those
Bitch I’m a star, international
Know I’ll get far but I stay ground level
Head choppin’ all you motherfuckers say I’m trash
All you bitches soft like MJ, I'm bad
[Chorus]
All the record labels look at me like cash
Cashiers been beepin’ forever my momma be stuntin’ on premium leather
Year or a two you will see me on letters
Dream with no limits, I’m standing on heather
[Chorus]
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
[Chorus]
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
[Verse 3]
Little bitch you ain’t on my level
I got flows hotter than the motherfucking devil
Smoking the blunt got me higher than the treble
Your side chick bad but my bitch stay steaming like a kettle
That’s hot
Who you know hotter in the motherfucking block
Who can make his own shit off the strength of the top
Talk shit to my face better know you getting shot
On God, so better not trigger my glock
[Verse 4]
Breaking hearts like a fucking tumor
Swim in that ocean like I'm a tuna
Running that track like a wild puma
I got the sauce like I'm straight outta Cuba
Patience short, not like a prison sentence
I can’t stand what these bitches saying
I'm a king bitch so better call me highness
Don’t smoke that blunt baby smoke this penis
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Lemme introduce myself, I'm Wave P
I'm pushin' pussy like you wet bitch
Ain’t no peace sign, Imma master piece
Allergic to you who talk shit
Achoo
Leave me alone
Where’s my phone
Ringin' the ambulance,I'm in the zone
This is my chance
Smell my cologne
I hear you moan
Ahh
[Chorus]
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Holup bish, knocking at your door
Have you met anybody else hotter than us all, ayo
Written by: Andric Ivo Impreso, Luke Gabriel Isnani, Patrick Carlo Camacho
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