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¡MAYDAY! - Hardcore Bitches (Feat. Murs) (Prod. by Luthor & Cash) (Official Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
¡MAYDAY!
¡MAYDAY!
Performer
L.T. Hopkins
L.T. Hopkins
Drums
Plex Luthor
Plex Luthor
Keyboards
Gianni Ca$h
Gianni Ca$h
Bass
Murs
Murs
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Eckhart
Aaron Eckhart
Songwriter
Bernardo Garcia
Bernardo Garcia
Songwriter
Benjamin Miller
Benjamin Miller
Songwriter
L.T. Hopkins
L.T. Hopkins
Songwriter
Gianni Perocarpi
Gianni Perocarpi
Songwriter
Nicholas Carter
Nicholas Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Plex Luthor
Plex Luthor
Producer
Gianni Ca$h
Gianni Ca$h
Producer

Lyrics

This for my hard core bitches For my suicide girls This for my hard core bitches In a suicide world Well hello ms may-ham Haters to the side Tatted up waste band Ink up on your thigh Taken' karma photos Your such a go go Got the world watch-en But you actin Like you don't know know I light this one up And poring you some whisky Doin' dirty things You were born to Do them with me Rolling in a 6'1 Lincoln continental Suicide doors Suicide mental Attention planet I'm in love God dammit With a girl Got talent In a world so manic Independent like Fuck a man Who But she still the type To wanna go fuck A man Too Play this in your jute box When she wanna few knocks Poppin' out the tube top Hope she don't move shop I'm la-yin eyes on havoc Haley Don't ever let them call you Crazy baby This for my hard core bitches For my suicide girls This for my hard core bitches In a suicide world Hey gypsy Tell me who I am With a glance Come an tempt me Theses girls are vanilla I need somethin' more trilla' Please girl let me know If you can help me I'm sorry if it's forward But I need a certain type And I've been noticen' You've been noticen' Me all night Got sparrow on your chest For your whole life Met you on the road Cuss-en on out vice Nothin' nice and I love it So fuckin' stubborn Fight to make up To wake up To more commin' So go ahead let theses bitches Talk ruh' They all look the same And spend there lives clubin' One look one glance And your dead Daddies little girl Will fuck up your head She know I want her But she hard to get Made another song For her again This for my hard core bitches For my suicide girls This for my hard core bitches In a suicide world Look, me I'm a gods girl Kind of guy You you Look high Kind of fly Like the wings you got Tatted on your back Your pieced all over Tell me where you got em at Shit Nipple tongue clitt Oh shit And the naval to Encourage me to do What other men Wern't able to Blame the enterent It enable you All the girls jeolouls So a ho is what they labled you You with the lerkers On her cam With the perverts You know, the MURS fans I understand if you never wanna meet up But please don't stop senden pics of them "D" cups Matter fact it's time to re up Make the chat private So that no one else can see us And after I finished runnin' charges on my visa I'm fallin' to me knees Please forgive me lord Jesus This for my hard core bitches For my suicide girls This for my hard core bitches In a suicide world This for my hard core bitches
Writer(s): Benjamin Miller, Gianni Perocarpi, Bernardo Garcia, Aaron Eckhart, Leonard Hopkins, Nicholas Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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