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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kalifa
Kalifa
Performer
Khalif Diouf
Khalif Diouf
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalif Diouf
Khalif Diouf
Songwriter
Sam Long
Sam Long
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Engineer
SOPHIE
SOPHIE
Producer
Jake Aron
Jake Aron
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ooh, wow
I think I am the hottest totty at the party, goddamn
Watch me shake that ass like a calabash
I see it in his eyes, he can't handle that
Thinkin' I'm the prize in his Cracker Jacks
Makin' him melt like candle wax
He stepped to me at the bar
He said that he liked my hair
Didn't want to be rude
He was tryin' so hard
So I'm like, whatever, sure
We can do these shots, why not?
I'ma let you buy me these drinks, lots
He's askin' me where I live
I'm like, "Far away, mister, real, real far"
[Verse 2]
Haven't got time for that hullabaloo
I'm not laughin' with you, I'm laughin' at you
You should go back over there with your crew
And he's all, "Nah, man, what we gon' do?"
You wanna dance but ain't got no rhythm
Tell me, how will this transition to kissin'?
He's all smitten as if the plot thickens, nuh-uh
Read my lips, listen up
[Verse 3]
I'm sweet but I'm deadly
Just like Coca-Cola
I'm hotter than a hot spring
Hotter than Bikram Yoga
Boy, come try your luck, four leaf clover
If you ain't got no swag, then this conversation's over
[Verse 4]
You wanna get to know me
Wanna be my homie
I just came to party
Not here for you, boy
You should watch what you're sayin'
'Cause your mouth is crazy
Got me actin' shady
And feelin' real coy
[Verse 5]
You're tryin' so hard and it really shows
You say I'm fit, hmm, thanks, I already know
I'm sorry, well, not really
But you and me will never be
That's the way that it goes
[Verse 6]
I wanna ki and I don't mean bumps
I mean kiki, wanna shake my butt
Really wanna chill in cuts, sip these cups
Turn around for what? Not you, bruh-bruh
I kiss boys but it's just for stunts
I'm not givin' them what they want
Nah, he's a dimwit dunce
I'm a big city boy and a real, real cunt
I don't wanna have to be a prima donna
But you talk a whack game, like lols, oh my god
I wish you'd go away, abracadabra
Princess Kitana, Kame-kameha
You can't get up on my radar
I think you need to go to a swag seminar
All up in my ear talkin' blasé blah
Blah, I don't want none, nah
[Verse 7]
Dudes wanna holla, I'm skeptical
'Cause I'm really rare, like the best of all
I wanna know, can you let them good times roll?
Like if I throw it in the air can you catch 'em all?
Ball's in my court, that's typical
Checkin' up on me, physical
My aura, my vibe is so mystical
If you could bag me, that's a miracle
[Verse 8]
You wanna get to know me
Wanna be my homie
I just came to party
Not here for you, boy
You should watch what you're saying
'Cause your mouth is crazy
Got me actin' shady
And feelin' real coy
[Verse 9]
You're tryin' so hard and it really shows
You say I'm fit, hmm, thanks, I already know
I'm sorry, well, not really
But you and me will never be
That's the way that it goes
[Verse 10]
You ain't catchin' nothing
But you keep throwin' these lines out
I think you need to practice shuttin' your mouth
You're swimmin' upstream just to get to me
But I don't think we have a chemistry
[Verse 11]
You wanna get to know me
Wanna be my homie
I just came to party
Not here for you, boy
You should watch what you're saying
'Cause your mouth is crazy
Got me actin' shady
And feelin' real coy
Written by: Khalif Diouf, Sam Long
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