Earl Sweatshirt: Making the Band (Danity Kane) | Song-Factsheet

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Song «Making the Band (Danity Kane)» von Earl Sweatshirt.

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Veröffentlichungsdaten: 2023 06 30 (Digital)
Label: Tan Cressida
Songwriter Clams Casino & Earl Sweatshirt
Produktion: Clams Casino & Evilgiane
Genre: Hip-Hop - Underground-Hip-Hop - Cloudrap

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Earl Sweatshirt
Clams Casino
Earl Sweatshirt
Clams Casino
Evilgiane

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[Intro] (EvilGiane) (Surf Gang) Yeah, uh [Verse] What is the plan? Fuck is you sayin'? Lil’ mama off Danity Kane Been geeked up, how many days? Yeah, what is the plan? Fuck is you sayin'? How many bands I'm finna make? Feel like Diddy standin’ in a bank I feel like Diddy dancin' in the rain You yappin', I'ma go in your face Bruce Banner, how I handle the rage (You wouldn't like me when I'm angry) Yeah, loose cannon, enemy of the state Gene Hackman, we gettin' away Two hammers, how we get in the safe Uh, do damage in a critical way Boof packs and we ship it away You mad, got 'em feelin’ a way Yeah, too bad, hundred-dollar eighths I don’t got the time or the space Sixteen-passenger plane Uh, Sistine Chapel, I pray Fish cheeks snap on the bait Chipped teeth, snack on the prey Uh, stampede crackin' the gates Blow money fast just like a game Go through the cash like it’s a phase Uh, what is the plan? Fuck is you sayin'? Lil' mama off Danity Kane Been geeked up, how many days? Uh, what is the plan? Fuck is you sayin'? How many bands I’m finna make? Feel like Diddy standin' in a bank Mm, feel like Diddy dancin' in the rain You yappin', I'ma go in your face Bruce Banner, how I handle the rage (You wouldn't like me when I'm angry) Loose cannon, enemy of the state Gene Hackman, we gettin' away Two hammers, how we get in the safe Do damage in a critical way Boof packs and we ship it away You mad, got 'em feelin' a way Too bad, hundred-dollar eighths If I don't got the time or the space Sixteen-passenger plane Sistine Chapel, I pray Fish cheeks snap on the bait Chipped teeth, snack on the prey Stampede crackin' the gates Blow money fast just like a game Go through the cash like it's a phase