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Set The Record Straight (feat. Chris Brown)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Rodgers
Aaron Rodgers
Songwriter
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Songwriter
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Songwriter
Rashad Johnson
Rashad Johnson
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Terry Sanchez Wallace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
The Breed
The Breed
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold up, lemme catch my breath
**** watch yo' step
I'm in the game, it ain't no rules
We'll knock off ref
Don't leave the crib without them racks
Without my vest, my strap (My strap)
Yo' bitch got some good neck-neck
My wrist wet **** wet (**** wet)
And I got big boy Patek, cash, don't take checks
You gon' do what? (Blaow, blaow!)
****, I don't take threats (Threats)
Hellcat on your block (Skrrt!)
I treat her like racetrack (Skrrt!)
Get in the booth, state facts (Facts)
I don't pay for sex (Facts)
But I take care of my hoes (My bitches)
Buy bundles, bags and oil (Facts)
I just bought one a boutique (That's love)
Ain't gotta go to the mall (That's love)
I had to show up off that one (For real)
She gimme head on call (For real)
I'm gonna finish countin' this money with my wrist on thaw (Froze)
Demolition man
Knocked down your bitch wall (Her wall)
Knocked down your big homie (Big homie)
Courtesy of my young dawg (Young dawg)
Keep it real wit' yourself if nobody else (Nobody else)
You the realest **** breathin' if I hold my breath
[Verse 2]
Drink all night (Drink all night)
And let's play a little naughty
Got my hands on thighs (Got my hands on her thighs)
Got into foreplay, I'ma take my time
You know it's ok, baby do your thing
Show me babe, it's about time
You and I
Set the record straight
Fuck it up
[Verse 3]
Say what's in the bag? Get it too fast, spending a check today
Makin' it last, you paying a tax, I'm too caught up in the race
When I'm doin' bad, where is you at? I'm only speakin' the facts
You wanna play follow the leader
You really bought it, got my name on your ass
Locked down, locked down, baby when I lick you down-down
I need the energy right now, turn up, don't pipe down
Look at me if you need, I'll pull-up
She hit me up, said she's tryna fuck, buckle up
I gotta smoke a J
She take it to the face
On or off babe?
Fuck wit you the long way
Smoke some weed, babe
Fuck what he say
Know what you need, babe
As we play, yeah
No, you don't gotta tell anybody
Just throw it and keep givin' me problems
So good in the mornin' need a doctor
I keep goin' I'ma give it to you proper
[Verse 4]
Drink all night (Drink all night)
And let's play a little naughty
Got my hands on thighs (Got my hands on her thighs)
Got into foreplay, I'ma take my time
Baby, it's ok, I've made up mind
Show me baby, it's about time
You and I
Set the record straight
Fuck it up
Written by: Terry Wallace Jr., Christopher Brown
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