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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Lead Vocals
John McGee
John McGee
Programming
Xeryus Gittens
Xeryus Gittens
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John McGee
John McGee
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
Xeryus Gittens
Xeryus Gittens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xeryus Gittens
Xeryus Gittens
Producer
Derek Rusniak
Derek Rusniak
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jeet Suresh-Paul
Jeet Suresh-Paul
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Mark B. Christensen
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Anthony Daniel
Anthony Daniel
Mixing Engineer
$K
$K
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
This ain't a "models or the bottles in the club" R&B song (R&B song)
Girl, this that "look me in my eyes while you ride, like give you all of me" songs, yeah
This ain't no "all up in your phone, tryna see what's going on" love song, no
This that turn your phone off, this that do it till you can't no more, oh
[Verse 2]
Don't need no music 'cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets
[Verse 3]
I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it's wine, fuck up the sheets
Don't need no music
She love to sing, uhh, uhh
[Verse 4]
This ain't no "threesome, baby, you can get your girl" fuck song, oh, no
Girl, this that "yeah, you know you're mine, all the time" making love song, ooh
If you got the time, baby, I wanna watch
If you wanna grind, baby, then I'm on the clock, yeah
You got that working, baby, I give you the business, yeah
You probably have a baby in you when we finished
Got me losing my mind, found it between your legs
You thinking deeper, baby, I'm all in your head
This ain't a "models or the bottles in the club" R&B song
When we do it, we don't need no music
[Verse 5]
Don't need no music 'cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets (Whoa)
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets, oh
[Verse 6]
I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it's wine, fuck up the sheets
Don't need no music
She love to sing, sounding like, uhh, uhh
I love it, love it when we fucking, fuck up the sheets
[Verse 7]
Oh, ooh, baby
Fuck up the sheets
Fuck up the sheets
And she still keeps
And she still keeps
[Verse 8]
Guess I just go way too deep
But that's the way she ask for it
So that how she gon' get me
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yeah, take that, girl
Take it just like that there
Biting on my neck
This incredible sex got you screaming
"Oh, shit"
"God damn, hell yes"
While your nails peeling back my flesh
[Verse 9]
And she still keeps scratching me up
Digging in my skin once again, ooh
And she still keeps
She can't stop, scratching me up (Ohh, oh)
And she still keeps scratching me up
She can't stop, she won't stop
Girl, don't stop, girl, don't stop
And she still keeps scratching me up
Leaving marks on my mind
Scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
I'll take your pain if you take mine
And she still keeps scratching me up
Oh, babe, oh, babe
Got her nails digging in my flesh
And she still keeps scratching me up (Whoa, yeah)
Digging in my skin once again, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
She can't stop, oh, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up (Oh, babe)
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
Tremaine
Written by: John McGee, Tremaine Neverson, Xeryus Gittens
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