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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Lead Vocals
The Mohawks
The Mohawks
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahron Brathwaite
Jahron Brathwaite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Producer
Micah “Chozen” Williams
Engineer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

When we arguin', it's just me and me I was hardly home, workin' three to three, seems like another time Feels like another time, there will be another time I'll get to, forget you But, you just walked in Once you get to talkin', how I lost it Hard to call it all my fault, mama Tried to keep you out that drama, mama Was it all bad? (Yeah) How is Lamborghini Matt, huh? Tell me where he at now? (Where he at?) Somewhere in the trap now Wonder why he trap now You was a rich bitch, probably need a rich nigga too And if you think about me, I'm 'bout to think about you Need a new chick for my Lamborghini flexin' Workin' in the East but you know we in the West End Name another nigga hustle hard like me With a heart like me Just a young nigga with the time like me You should shine like me Run that nigga, you don't want that nigga But I need a bad bitch that's hotter than me You can hardly admit I'm still tryna fuck, with you Girl, I wanna fuck with you (with you) Yeah, yeah, I'm tryna fuck you, girl, I'm tryna fuck with you Tryna fuck you girl, I'm tryna fuck with you I wanna fuck you girl, you know I fuck with you I wanna fuck you girl, let me roll with you Girl, I wanna fuck with you But when we arguin', it's just me and me (sometimes) I was hardly home, workin' three to three, seems like another time Feels like another time, there will be another time I'll get to, forget you Go ahead, go ahead, go and ask Billie Jean who's the one? Let the truth be told, I don't believe you know what I want Girl, if it's a plan you like, I know the bands you like Know the strands you like, know the brands you like What kind of man you like? Wanna expand your life Girl, you a rich bitch, probably need a rich nigga too And if you think about me, I'm 'bout to think about you Need a new bitch for my Lamborghini flexin' Workin' in the East but you know we in the West End Name another nigga hustle hard like me With a heart like me Just a young nigga with the time like me You should shine like me So I say fuck that nigga, you don't want that nigga But I need a bad bitch that's hotter than me You can hardly admit I'm still tryna fuck, with you Girl, I wanna fuck with you (with you) Yeah yeah I'm tryna fuck you, girl, I'm tryna fuck with you Tryna fuck you girl, I'm tryna fuck with you I wanna fuck you girl, you know I fuck with you I wanna fuck you girl, let me roll with you Girl, I wanna fuck with you So you fuckin' with a real one Now you fuckin' with a real one Somebody should have told you I wanna fuck with you
Writer(s): Jahron Brathwaite Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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