Crédits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Chicken P
Chicken P
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Rahkeib Smith
Rahkeib Smith
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kaleb Rollins
Kaleb Rollins
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Troy Ashford
Troy Ashford
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Bennie Briggman
Bennie Briggman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Michael Briggman
Michael Briggman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Paroles

(Ballin') Still think about you, mmm I still think about the red while I'm sippin' Wocky, hmm I been thinkin' 'bout your head, thinkin' 'bout you toppin' me Bae, I do this shit for you, bae, I know you be watchin' me Pushin' P, I ain't no pimp, just check out my philosophy Just tell me how you want it, tell me you don't wanna leave Could tell you come take over me, baby, take control of me Let's fuck with clap, I poured a three, fuck lil' dog, you know he cheap I'm spoilin' all my hos this weak, with your ho, we overseas (she like, "Oh, oh") Tell you cum and wait for me, okay, now, I'm cummin' Just tell me you won't never leave, you got me like you wanted me Baby, look me in my eyes, I want you right in front of me (like, "Oh") Tell me where to kiss at, I can tell you missed it You don't know what you do to me, lil' bitch, you look delicious Girl, them hos can't fuck with you, them hos ain't competition Bae, I like your energy, lil' bitch, you optimistic Baby, what your name? Baby, what your name is? Baby, what your name is? Baby, what your name? You look a Tiffany, you look like a You look a Brittany, you look like a You look like a, look like lil' NaeNae Put you in Chanaynay, said she want Chanaynay I'm for real, this the real one, bae, this ain't for play-play Wanna fuck with me, gotta pipe you up, bae, I can't do nothin' basic I fuck with your vibe, I ain't gon' lie, promise me you'll never change I put baguettes around your neck, I'ma VV every chain Baby, don't compare me to them niggas, we in two different lanes Me and them ain't the same, quit playin', I ain't for games You got potential, fuck with me, you got too much to gain I'm a million-dollar nigga, bae, I ain't lil' what's-his-name Cost me a dub, pourin' all over PJ like, bae, fuck this plane Like, baby, what your name is? Baby, what your name? Baby, what your name is? Baby, what your name? Baby, what your name is? Baby, what your name? You look like a, you look like an Ashley What you wanna know? Bae, ask me You like a, you like a Tammy I ain't gon' lie, that pussy so good, bae, I'ma let you meet my family I ain't gon' lie, I'm misunderstood, bae, tell me you understand me You look like a Tasha I love when you lie, bae, tell me you love me, you can win an Oscar Tell me where to kiss at, I can tell you missed it You don't know what you do to me, lil' bitch, you look delicious Girl, them hos can't fuck with you, them hos ain't competition Bae, I like your energy, lil' bitch, you optimistic
Writer(s): Rahkeib Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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