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Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Doja Cat
Stimme und Gesang
Smino
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter:in
David Sprecher
Songwriter:in
Kurtis Mckenzie
Songwriter:in
William Fadhili
Songwriter:in
Smino
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kurtis Mckenzie
Produzent:in
Mike Bozzi
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Rian Lewis
Ingenieur:in
Clint Gibbs
Mischtechniker:in
Elton Chueng
Ingenieur:in
Yeti Beats
Produzent:in
Paroles
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le, yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha-yeah
Le-le-le-le-ha
Closer to me baby, I won't bite
You look so tasty, but I won't bite
Really, I'm such a good kitty, don't put up fights
But if you trick me, baby, it gon' get sticky
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might
I-I might just rip a nigga head off if
He just wanna get head often
Why the fuck you in my bed all day?
Talking 'bout you getting bread
'Less you is a bird, then I understand, okay
Never ever bite the hand feeding you the worm
These are not your eggs, okay, look, look, look
Long ass money with a short fuse
I'm 5'3", but I'll make that nigga 4'2"
If you wanna do it, motherfucker
I won't stop you (Yeah, yeah)
Do it, motherfucker, I won't stop you, ooh
Closer to me baby, I won't bite
You look so tasty, but I won't bite
Really, I'm such a good kitty, don't put up fights
But if you trick me, baby, it gon' get sticky
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Don't be (Nah)
Sorry, I'll be carefree (I'll)
Serve your ass like Jeffrey (Plug)
Do it for the glory (Wow)
Late to the shift, be sweet
Kept my voice high C and I let my braids drop
Don't give a fuck who see
Nigga D-E-F 'bout to throw grenades
Keep a ghetto freak, but she lightin' sage
Natural hair poppin', don't ever get it twisted
She at your scalp for the fame
Nah, nah, nah, nigga, listen, let me lecture, see
When it be about the bread
Oh, went to Quiznos, don't test it, ayy
I'm a gentleman, I turn to a barracuda
Swimming in your blessings, hey
Higher than a hallelujah
Hot as halitosis, she lick me like
(La, la la la, la la la, la la la, la)
Closer to me baby, I won't bite
You look so tasty, but I won't bite
Really I'm such a good kitty, don't put up fights
But if you trick me, baby, it gon' get sticky
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might (I might just), bite (I might just)
I might
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-le, ha
Le-le-le-le-le-le-le
Writer(s): William Fadhili, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Kurtis Mckenzie, David Sprecher, Christopher Smith
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