Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kalenna Harper
Vocals
P. Diddy
Vocals
Dawn Angelique Richard
Vocals
Rick Ross
Vocals
Danja
All Instruments
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Marcella Araica
Songwriter
Rico Love
Songwriter
Floyd Nathaniel Hills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danja
Producer
Marcella Araica
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read
Pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave
First time fish tailing in the 6 speed
Real bad boy tell em come and get me
I'm at the fight, been kinda like Bellmen
Only took the trip to the truck twice
Unpacked the Mac 11 and air max's
Stuff six figures in my damn air mattress
Uh, I'm in love with large bills
A dime with a fat ass, thin waist and tall heels
Yeah, it's the teflon Don
Hundred carrots in the charm tryna give it back to Sean.
Hello, Good morning
Lets go, lets ride
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good morning
Know you've been waiting for it
'Cause I seen you watching
So lets go
Lets get it popping
Cause I've been leaning on the bar
Looking cleaner than the star
All these broads wont give me my props
25 on the bank I be stunting on their ass
And they mad cause the bitch won't stop
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow cause I'm blowing on the ohh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Hello
I came up in it a little bit self centered
But did I kill a Queen
Alexander McQueen's got a wrist on glow
The bottles is on po'
Got that shibby shibby yeah shibby yeah ayou!
What the fuck I look like bitch I run this town
I ain't coming out for less than a 100 thou
Man, the last time I checked I was bubbling out
Got to turn down shows, out in Dublin now
Wait wait hold on, maybe they didn't get that here
Like 11 hundred horses when I switch that gear
Swerve on them sorta like I missed that dear
Press that little button on the sit back chair
Bitch I do it cause I get it
I got billion dollar credit
If you got a million dollars you could put it up in bet it
I just be like hello hello but I never could salute them
Young money I do it for the yout dem!
Hello, Good morning
Lets go, lets ride
Hello, Good morning
Hello, Good evening
You blow, you feindin'
'Cause you know that your really needed
And I'm the one that you wanna be with
But right now baby you dreaming
Wake up and turn the lights off
Cause I've been leaning on the bar
Looking cleaner than the star
All these broads wont give me my props
25 on the bank I be stunting on their ass
And they mad cause the bitch won't stop
Got your boyfriend feeling like a groupie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Stuntin like you looking like a movie
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
And everybody know who the truth be
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
I blow cause I'm blowing on the ohh wee
(You know, you know, we know, we on that)
Hello
Hello, Good morning
Lets go, lets work
Hello, Good morning
Lets go, lets work
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Richard Preston Butler, Nate Hills, Marcella Araica
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