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IDK with MF DOOM, Westside Gunn, Jay Electronica - Red (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
IDK
IDK
Vocals
Westside Gunn
Westside Gunn
Vocals
MF DOOM
MF DOOM
Vocals
Jay Electronica
Jay Electronica
Vocals
Gabby!
Gabby!
Additional Vocals
Mike Jones
Mike Jones
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alvin Worthy
Alvin Worthy
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Byron O Thomas
Byron O Thomas
Songwriter
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
Songwriter
Elpadaro F. Electronica Allah
Elpadaro F. Electronica Allah
Songwriter
Jason Mills
Jason Mills
Songwriter
Michel Ripoche
Michel Ripoche
Songwriter
Phillipe Briche
Phillipe Briche
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IDK
IDK
Producer
Eden Eliah Nagar
Eden Eliah Nagar
Recording Engineer
Blue Rondo
Blue Rondo
Co-Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer
Obi Nwadije
Obi Nwadije
Co-Producer
Illingsworth
Illingsworth
Producer
Chaz Sexton
Chaz Sexton
Recording Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Vic Wainstein
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha (Blrrt!) Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha Ayo Bitch, you ain't never been naked on the seashore Put money on your head, spend the rest up in Dior Paris, me and Don C sittin' front row Elephant drum on the forty, she ain't Dumbo Hole in your forehead, I'm talking jumbo I'm feeling like Shawn, I might shoot a 1-0 Please no sparklers, baby I'm a legend Standin' on the couch Ace bottle and a Desert Riddle me this, riddle me that Got the whole world and why we exist finally mapped The rich kids get all the girls and all the ass While the broke boys walk with the world, kickin' they back, yeah She say she want a five-star meal (yeah) If it come with head then it's a five-star deal She say, shit, she just tried to hit me with a slap I blocked my face with my hand, now it's a dap No strings attached, I ain't tryna be a puppet, ya heard? I'd rather be stung by bees than be fuckin' with birds I say this shit all the time until I'm touchin' her curves Or 'til it's time to pet the pussy like purr Fecto, her fur, retro, her weave Petro, her heels, Dries, don't fuck up the dress code She don't need a nigga for shit, she got her own But if he say he tryna pay, she like, "I ain't sayin' no" Roses are red (yeah) violets are blue (ayy) "Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do" Too late (yeah) the pussy game too great The pussy game too great, the pussy game too great (I said) Roses are red (yeah) violets are blue (ayy) "Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do" Too late, the pussy game too great The pussy game too great, the pussy game (crazy) Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit Ain't got no job but I stay sharp (yeah) Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da Damn (damn) showboatin', gettin' greedier (greedier) Doin' shows for feds on social media (social media) Wikipedia (Wikipedia) Man, these hoes gettin' greedier, gettin' needier Doin' stunts for the media, cloutin' serious Bad bitch, yeah, but the mind state is hideous (Is the head right?) Brain like encyclopedia Man, that ass look good with your Brazilian lift The money like that shit, we tryna wife that shit Might "first class on a Delta flight" that shit Off tops, I ain't even have to write that shit, yeah Lamar Odom with the stroke, girl, you got my dick (Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, hard) You like a Uber when you ride, I might buy your ass a (Car-car, car-car-car-car, car) Roses are red, violets are blue "Do you want me for money?" He found out when she said, "I do" Too late, the pussy game too great The pussy game too great, the pussy game (crazy) Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit Ain't got no job but I stay sharp (yeah) Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da Showboatin', gettin' greedier (greedier) Doin' shows for feds on social media (social media) Wikipedia (Wikipedia) Ayo Every Ertuğrul Bey need a Halime Sultan To establish a tribe and build masjid roofs on My life (my life) my sacrifice, my prayer and my death Is all for the one God who spareth me breath You could try and lie to yourself about the times The war between God and Satan for altered minds In the age of social media, Twitter, YouTube Google and Wikipedia, pearls get tossed to swine You stick with Dr. Fauci, I'm runnin' with Dr. Wesley I'll never let the CDC come and finesse me I never let the fake news from the press distress me Even though the Devil would love to Malcolm X me It's him again, with the tint skin tone breaching brimstone Until the man of sin get everything that was meant for him Just know one thing And that's Allah sent me here to be King
Writer(s): Daniel Dumile, Bryan Williams, Alvin Lamar Worthy, Jason Mills, Derek Alexander Gamlam, Kingsley O Nwadije, Elpadaro F. Allah, Donovan Johnathan Fort, Phillipe Briche, Bryan O. Thomas, Michel Ripoche Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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