Music Video
B. Smyth - Might Cuff U (Audio)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B. Smyth
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Smith
Composer
Tranell Lamar Simms
Composer
Sydne Renee' George
Composer
Clarence Lazar Gray
Composer
Jordan Edward Holt-May
Composer
Keith Thomas
Composer
Noel Scales
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tra Beats
Producer
Miles Walker
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Jumper
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She let me touch her, so I ask her how it feel
She say she love it, but she wanna ride for real
So I let her ride for real
Goin' deep, givin' her chills
You can have whatever you want in this moment, babe
I treat you right, yeah
Just bring that body to me 'cause I know you want it, babe
I'ma take my time
[Verse 2]
Want you to remember that
So don't hold back, you feelin' that
When I put it in, you gon' want some more of that
When we fuck and we tryna get serious
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
Shawty so makes me so real of this
Callin' my line, you can't get enough, no
Just might cuff you, might cuff you
[Verse 3]
I don't wanna be the one to lead you on
But I might be the guy that's on your phone
Like, baby, where you at, what you doin', can you come by?
This money got me tunnel vision
I'm just out here tryna live life
I just might cuff you, baby
Love seems so overrated
I'll be the first to say it
I can't do no fakin'
I just might cuff you, baby
Love seems so overrated
I'll be the first to say it
I can't do no fakin'
[Verse 4]
Want you to remember that
So don't hold back, you feelin' that
When I put it in, you gon' want some more of that
When we fuck and we tryna get serious
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
Shawty so makes me so real of this
Call my line, you can't get enough, no
Just might cuff you, might cuff you
[Verse 5]
Baby girl, you can get cuffed by the Balmain dentals
Can't be sad when you dealin' with a Parkway ****
Every **** you see round me
I came a long way with 'em
I just gotta put a roll
I'ma pull up on you just because you full
Tryna lock you down like a jail
My bedroom is a cell
Feelin' on your booty like Kells
500 dollars on smells
Five, number nine in Chanel
Nah **** I don't resell
Kill the pussy, I'ma make bail
Call me when your man ain't there, yeah
[Verse 6]
Want you to remember that
So don't hold back, you feelin' that
When I put it in, you gon' want some more of that
When we fuck and we tryna get serious
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
Shawty so makes me so real of this
Call my line, you can't get enough, no
Just might cuff you, might cuff you
[Verse 7]
Don't be actin' shy up in this room
Like I make you nervous, oh
I'ma take my time, do you right
When I'm feelin' on your booty, yeah
I'ma take my time, do you right
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
I'ma take my time, do you right
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
Holdin' on tight like girl, get rid of it
Written by: Brandon Smith, Clarence Lazar Gray, Jordan Edward Holt-May, Keith Thomas, Noel Scales, Sydne Renee' George, Tranell Lamar Simms
