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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Programming
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Guitar
Janelle Monáe
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janelle Monáe Robinson
Songwriter
Nathaniel Irvin III
Songwriter
David Axelrod
Songwriter
Nana Kwabena
Songwriter
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Arranger
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nana Kwabena Tuffuor
Producer
Nate 'Rocket' Wonder
Recording Engineer
Chuck Lightning
Executive Producer
Mick Guzauski
Mixing Engineer
David Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Janelle Monáe
Recording Engineer
Sean "P. Diddy" Combs
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let's get screw—
I don't, I don't care
I d—, I don't
I don't, I don't
I d—, I don't
I don't, I don't
I d—, I don't
I don't, I don't care
Let's get—
[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, this is my palace
Champagne in my chalice
I got it all covered like a wedding band
Wondaland, so my alias is Alice
And we gon' start a motherfuckin' pussy riot
Or we gon' have to put 'em on a pussy diet
Look at that, I guarantee I got 'em quiet
Look at that, I guarantee they all inspired
A-town, made it out there
Straight out of Kansas City
Yeah, we made it out there
Celebrated, graduated, made it pass-fail
Sassy, classy, Kool-Aid with the kale
Momma was a G, she was cleanin' hotels
Poppa was a driver, I was workin' retail
Kept us in the back of the store
We ain't hidden no more
Moonlit ****, lit ****
[Verse 3]
Already got a Oscar for the casa
Runnin' down Grammys with the family
Probably give a Tony to the homies
Probably get a Emmy dedicated to the
Highly melanated
ArchAndroid orchestrated
Yeah, we highly melanated
ArchAndroid orchestrated
Yeah, Jamanati still jammin'
Box office numbers and they doin' outstandin'
Runnin' outta space in my damn bandwagon
Remember when they used to say I looked too mannish
[Verse 4]
Black girl magic, y'all can't stand it
Y'all can't ban it, made out like a bandit
They been trying hard just to make us all vanish
I suggest they put a flag on a whole 'nother planet
Jane Bond, never Jane Doe
And I Django, never Sambo
Black and white, yeah, that's always been my camo
It's lookin' like y'all gon' need some more ammo
I cut 'em off, I cut 'em off
I cut 'em off like Van Gogh
Now, pan right for the angle
I got away with murder, no scandal, huh
Cue the violins and violas
[Verse 5]
We gave you life, we gave you birth
We gave you God, we gave you Earth
We Fem the Future, don't make it worse
You want the world? Well what's it worth?
Emoticons, Decepticons
And Autobots, who twist the plot?
Who shot the sheriff, then fled to Paris
In the darkest hour, spoke truth to power?
Made a fandroid outta yo' girlfriend
Let's get caught downtown in the whirlwind
And paint the city pink, paint the city pink
And tuck the pearls in, just in case the world end
Huh, and **** down, dawg
****, move back, take a seat
You are not involved
And hit the mute button
Let the vagina have a monologue
[Verse 6]
Mansplaining, I fold 'em like origami
What's a wave, baby? This a tsunami
For the culture, I kamikaze
I put my life on a life line
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
Huh, do anybody got it? Do anybody got it?
I say, "Anybody got it?"
[Verse 7]
Let's get screw—
Written by: Janelle Monáe Robinson, Nana Kwabena Tuffuor, Nathaniel Irvin III