Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeremih
Vocals
Pop & Oak
Programming
Ronald "Flippa" Colson
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew "Pop" Wansel
Songwriter
Oak Felder
Songwriter
Ronald "Flippa" Colson
Songwriter
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Roger Troutman
Songwriter
Adam Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremih
Mixing Engineer
Warren Felder
Producer
Pop & Oak
Producer
Ronald "Flippa" Colson
Co-Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dirty cup of H-Town, take a sip, baby
Only you that I'm thinking on the day-to-day
All my life, yeah, it's always been fucking pay me
Diamonds dancing on my wrist like LisaRaye
Players club, now we balling how we supposed to
Graduated to the 'Rari, kept the old school
I done ran through new paper, girl, that's old news
Fucking on the pool table, all we broke was rules
[Verse 2]
That body language, no discussion
The way she move like she fucking
Backwoods full of musty
Deep pockets, you can't touch them
She a bad girl, my RiRi
I'm a bad boy like Puffy
She the business and I mind my business
Keep my mind on you, bae, like it's nothing, oh
[Verse 3]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 4]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 5]
And I can boost up in the truck
Why we always turning up?
She had me on the first look
I don't think I call this love
Why every time we get up
Doggy style, make her call me daddy
This ain't puppy love
Think you playing with the trip
I got it, it ain't tricking
Plenty champagne to sip
Diamond in, we skinny dip
Know you down to play some games
Girl, you in?
Fucked her on the plane and made a number one hit
[Verse 6]
That body language, no discussion
The way she move like she fucking
Backwoods full of musty
Deep pockets, you can't touch them
She a bad girl, my RiRi
I'm a bad boy like Puffy
She the business and I mind my business
Keep my mind on you, bae, like it's nothing, oh
[Verse 7]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 8]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 9]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 10]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 11]
That body language, no discussion
The way she move like she fucking
Backwoods full of musty
Deep pockets, you can't touch them
She a bad girl, my RiRi
I'm a bad boy like Puffy
She the business and I mind my business
Keep my mind on you, bae, like it's nothing, oh
[Verse 12]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Don't you act distant
Forever I'm ready, yeah
[Verse 13]
I guess I'm for you, baby
I want to know you, lady
Told you I'm different
Written by: Adam Woods, Andrew "Pop" Wansel, Christian Ward, Jeremih, Oak Felder, Roger Troutman, Ronald Colson
