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EARTHGANG, Smino - AMBEYONCE (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
EARTHGANG
EARTHGANG
Vocals
Smino
Smino
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elan Parker
Elan Parker
Composer
Olu Fann
Olu Fann
Composer
Christopher Smith
Christopher Smith
Composer
Benjamin Tolbert
Benjamin Tolbert
Composer
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Composer
Samuel Benjamin Wishkoski
Samuel Benjamin Wishkoski
Composer
Lashawn Daniels
Lashawn Daniels
Composer
Freddie Jerkins
Freddie Jerkins
Composer
Rodney Jerkins
Rodney Jerkins
Composer
Beyoncé Knowles
Beyoncé Knowles
Composer
Kelendria Rowland
Kelendria Rowland
Composer
LeToya Luckett
LeToya Luckett
Composer
LaTavia Roberson
LaTavia Roberson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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monte booker
Producer
Groove
Groove
Producer
Sam Wish
Sam Wish
Additional Producer
Barry "Hefner" Johnson
Barry "Hefner" Johnson
Executive Producer
Zekiel "Zeke" Nicholson
Zekiel "Zeke" Nicholson
Executive Producer
Kawan "KP" Prather
Kawan "KP" Prather
Executive Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Jeff "Jeffontheboards" Thompson
Jeff "Jeffontheboards" Thompson
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Check your story every- (I don't like it) Check your story every- Check your story every- Check your story every day, but don't want you to know (shit) Check your story every day, but don't want you to know Can I hide it, can I keep it on the tuba, low? Made my bed, hammer, nails, hard as hell, there I dwell On the count of three, we out, I hope my parachute blow We was banging for the cameras But it ain't just for the video No, that Glock ain't got no safety If you know, baby, I guess you know, huh Where the runner at? Man, she took off with my heart, can you get it back? Whatever it cost, put it on the card Rap game Chaka Khan New Diana Ross Hopscotch don't step out the line, put you back in the chalk Humbly, I ask for your forgiveness (whoa) Wild shit up ahead, I hope you with it (whoa) This ain't Tom and Jerry, but I chase the cat I was smoking Backwoods 'fore they cost me fifty a pack I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game (hate the game) Uh, hundreds blue, Avatar (ah) She love my guitar (uh) I play like Ricky (well, well) I play like Ricky That's Ricky Ricardo Every time I flash a car (get it) She say I'm too busy (beat it) She say I'm too busy (beat it, beat it) Make a movie, Pixar I talk to my car (car) I tell it when to start, brrt-brrt Breaking down the wood, lumbar Keep the pack, I'm Vince Lombardi Ain't tryna convince nobody Been face to face with my zombie Rollin' the Cali for AmBeyoncé (say) Say something The birds been chirping since Motorola Eat it like bowl of some yogurt, uh I know I'm bogus and bubble Did it big, man, where Albert? Really been tryna for free though I had a chip on my shoulder, I lean on We did a lot today Pretty beat, brown sheet, Courvoisier Passed on the pussy, it got away (uh-uh) I don't record, I stopped cleanin' my colon all over the culture (ha, ha) I told lil baby, "Look, let me come have a look, boy, I wonder" Little boy wonder (don't go) I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list (whoa) I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this (whoa) Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game Live In the present that's how I present it Down to the minute, down to the second Send me your privates, you be my lieutenant Shawty been down, we was digging for roaches Came to my shows when the crowd was just crickets Hopped out the swamp like ribbit Freak of the nature, science exhibit Sign to the label, sign of the times Now you offended, sign with the picket Chopped of the locs, finna do something different Anybody fuckin' up the groove when I'm in it Google the image Beatin' up the pussy like abusing the privilege All in the Uber, brain like a tutor Blown like a tuba, came like a vision (ooh) Seen a lotta hoes turn hotel (ha) I can turn a hater to a witness (ooh) Opinions can change, unlimited range Say my name, say my name, while you fuckin' your main Every day we hate the game but continue to play Can't run out of lemonade when you living this way I'm the sun, I am the rain, I am your wish list (whoa) I'm the ecstasy, the pain, I know you feel this (whoa) Keep the ambiance around me, AmBeyoncé Hate the dice roll, baby girl, but don't you hate the game
Writer(s): Beyonce Giselle Knowles, Olu O Fann, Ahmanti Booker, Benjamin Tobert, Samuel Wishkoski, Eian Undrai Parker, Lashawn Daniels, Christopher Smith, Latavia Roberson, Letoya Nicole Luckett, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Kelendria Trene Rowland, Fred Jerkins Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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