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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
London Holmes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
London On Da Track
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Rose gold Rolex, who you are?
They don't know who you are
Vroom, adios, I steer a foreign car, ho
Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode
She get clean like Windex when she want to
She read a ****'s text when she want to
No tats up on your shirt, she'll never want you
Hop out the Benz coupe
[Verse 2]
Fuck me, suck me
L-O-V-E, do u love me?
In the tubby, popping bubbly
Smoking musty, I love me
La-la-la-la, la-la-love me
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Baby girl, come suck me and fuck me
Drinking bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged
[Verse 3]
To the moon you are
Don't you know who we are?
These women know who we are
Plenty Benjamin's on me and my squad
When you a prince, ****, your door's ajar
Acting like you don't know who we are, but you do
I know you know who she was
Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow
[Verse 4]
Roll slow, roll slow, move shit
Lick your body while I give you a massage
Ain't talking Nicki, I'm 'bout to have a menage
Trois, on my face all day
Hold up, got a K, 'bout to spray
Hold up, bust in her hair, milky way
Hold up, kick shit, Johnny Cage
Hold up, she the bomb like a damn grenade
Hold up, light skate, intake
Turnt, outta state, in state
Burnt out bitch, stop, aye
You need lessons, watch, babe
You thinking I'm broke, you need to awake
A hunnid racks, three a week
Say love the freaks, I count it like geeks
It's mounted with tease
I ain't gotta remind these hoes
[Verse 5]
They know who we are
Do you know who we are?
These women know who we are
Plenty Benjamin's on me and my squad
When you a prince, ****, your door's ajar
Acting like you don't know who we are, but you do
I know you know who she was
Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow
[Verse 6]
Money green like camouflage
STD, I'm taking over your ward
Homegirl fine, body smooth and all
Planned on having more kids than God
I draped up her closet, now she look like a Barbie
Now my drinks are clean, I fill 'em up with that oil
Bumped my self esteem and now I think I'm adored
Let me in the door or else I'll come through the walls
[Verse 7]
I haven't lied in days for you
Treating myself like I got AIDS for you
I ain't fucking none of these girls like I got AIDS for you
I got nine lives, I'll blaze for you
I'll set it down in days for you
Shawty pubics, shave it
Her eyes hazel too
[Verse 8]
Rose gold Rolex, who you are?
They don't know who you are
Vroom, adios, I steer a foreign car, ho
Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode
She get clean like Windex when she want to
She the reason **** text when she want to
No tats up on your shirt, she'll never want you
Hop out the Benz coupe
[Verse 9]
Fuck me, suck me
L-O-V-E, do u love me?
In the tubby, popping bubbly
Smoking musty, I love me
La-la-la-la, la-la-love me
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Baby girl, come suck me and fuck me
Drinking bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged
Written by: Jeffery Williams, London Holmes