Top Songs By Nick Corline
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nick Corline
Vocals
Nuthin' Under A Million
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eugene Record
Composer
Corrado Niccoli
Composer
D.C. Christopher Gillmon- Jackson
Composer
M. Leybovich
Composer
L.Y. Dixon
Composer
F.Vennie
Songwriter
T.J. Beringer
Composer
Lyrics
Yeah, it's miss. Corline
And Nuthin under a million
We're gonna take this to the top
Your feet don't move without the base
The crowd don't move without the dj
Hit the floor like an earthquake
You wanna make my body melt
Raise it up to the bar like you in first place
One shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, to face
Wait, you know I like it when you take that there
Driving a mercedes, tell her shookin for the ladies
Your body 50 crazy, bottles poppin on dizzy
I'ma make your body dizzy, you know you gonn keep me busy
Champagne, fizzy, bizy, I put my television baby
Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar
Get your ass up, out to see
I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
We taking this club, all the way to the stars
Straight to mars, fuck the spaceships
We the flying cars
Open bars, girls go crazy, they know who we are
Warrup sweetheart, wanna go back and play hotel sesaw
Wanna go back and play hotel sesaw, hotel sesaw
Don't stop baby, I already know what you came here for
You came here for
Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar
Get your ass up, out to see
I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Hey lil cutie, what's your name
Don't matter, you a superstar
I've been waiting all night for you to walk my way
You wanna make my body numb
Fill my cup, turn me sideways
One shot, 2 shots, 3 shots, to face
Wait, you know I like it when you take that there
Driving a mercedes, tell her shookin for the ladies
Your body 50 crazy, bottles poppin on dizzy
I'ma make your body dizzy, you know you gonn keep me busy
Champagne, fizzy, bizy, I put my television baby
Alawar, we are heads that hold the bar
Get your ass up, out to see
I wanna see you in vip, so you can touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
Private plane into spain, let the money rain
Touch the stars, touch the stars
We taking this club, all the way to the stars
Straight to mars, fuck the spaceships
We the flying cars
Open bars, girls go crazy, they know who we are
Warrup sweetheart, wanna go back and play hotel sesaw
Wanna go back and play hotel sesaw, hotel sesaw
Don't stop baby, I already know what you came here for
You came here for.
Writer(s): Eugene Record, Milana Leybovich, Thomas Johan Beringer, Fred Anthony Vennie, Lashandra Y. Dixon, David Christopher Gillmon-jackson, Corrado Niccoli
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