Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PRETTYMUCH
Performer
Jeremy Lertola
Background Vocals
Cory Bice
Background Vocals
ILYA
Programming
Silke Lorenzen
Background Vocals
Jenny Schwartz
Background Vocals
Matt Engst
Background Vocals
Ludvig Söderberg
Background Vocals
Jakob Jerlström
Background Vocals
George Galatis
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Savan Kotecha
Composer
ILYA
Composer
Brandon Arreaga
Composer
Edwin Honoret
Composer
Austin Porter
Composer
Zion Kuwonu
Composer
Nick Mara
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Lertola
Assistant Engineer
Cory Bice
Assistant Engineer
ILYA
Vocal Producer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Peter Karlsson
Vocal Producer
Sam Holland
Engineer
John Hanes
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Yo it's PRETTYMUCH
Coming through (Yeah)
Coming for you live, you know
I'm just tryna figure out what you can be
'Cause, uh
Aye
You could be my teacher (Where they at?)
You could be my boss (Where they at?)
Ooh, you could be my lover (Where they at?)
You could be my car (Where they at?)
Baby, I could drive ya
Oh, anywhere you want
Ah, you could be my teacher (Where they at?)
Oh yeah, you could be my boss
(I don't give a what 'cause)
So tell me your wish
I could do the night or the day shift
You can find my name on your playlist
Your favourite girl, yeah
And on the real tip (Real)
Everything we do is salacious (Yeah)
Meet me in your room or basement
Escapin', girl, yeah (Oh yeah)
Like that Prada you stole
Put me on like your clothes
We can rock nice and slow
Yeah, me and you, true (Uh)
You could be my teacher (Where they at?)
You could be my boss (Where they at?)
Oh, you could be my lover (Where they at?)
You could be my car (Where they at?)
Baby, I could drive ya
Oh, anywhere you want
Ah, you could be my teacher (Where they at?)
Oh yeah, you could be my boss
(I don't give a what 'cause)
It's your birthday
Every single day, it's your birthday
I can make you feel like Tinashe
In every way, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
And when the beat drops
We'll keep on dancin' 'cause we can't stop
We'll be connected like a hotspot
I got Wi-Fi, girl (Yeah, yeah)
Like that Prada you stole
Put me on like your clothes
We can rock nice and slow
Me and you, true (Yeah, that's true)
You could be my teacher (Where they at?)
You could be my boss (Where they at?)
Oh, you could be my lover (Where they at?)
You could be my car (Where they at?)
Baby, I could drive ya
Oh, anywhere you want
Ah, you could be my teacher (Where they at?)
Oh yeah, you could be my boss
(I don't give a what 'cause)
I like you, I want you (I like you)
Indeed baby, take a seat baby (I like you)
I like you, I want you
Indeed baby, take a seat baby (I like you)
I like you, I want you
Indeed baby, take a seat baby (I like you)
I like you, I want you
Indeed baby, take a seat baby
Ooh, aye
Writer(s): - Ilya, Savan Harish Kotecha, Nick Mara, Edwin Honoret, Brandon Arregea
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