Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicki Minaj
Vocals
Dr. Luke
Programming
benny blanco
Programming
Eve Boase
Vocals
Rachael Findlen
Vocals
Lukasz Gottwald
Vocals
Martin Sandberg
Vocals
Kelly Sheehan
Vocals
Patrizia Valentina
Vocals
Cirkut
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Levin
Songwriter
Onika Maraj
Songwriter
Max Martin
Songwriter
Henry Russell Walter
Songwriter
Lukasz Gottwald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Luke
Producer
benny blanco
Producer
Ariel Chobaz
Recording Engineer
Jon Sher
Assistant Recording Engineer
Clint Gibbs
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tim Roberts
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Irene Richter
Studio Personnel
Katie Mitzell
Studio Personnel
Scott "Yarmov" Yarmovsky
Studio Personnel
Cirkut
Producer
Lyrics
Feel, feel, feel the beat of the drum
Move like you really wanna be number one
You can, you can, you can beat out the comp
Run like you really wanna be at the top
Stop, adrenaline rush 'cause
You have been identified as a hustler
Topic of discussion but beat it like a percussioner
And chuck the deuce up and tell 'em it's just love
Oo-Oo, damn diggity-dog
Let them bums stay mad 'cause we livin' it up
Oo-Oo, Shelltops is on
And I'm popping like, I'm popping like, I'm popping some corn
And now, I don't wanna take you
If we fall down, don't get upset
And now is just the beginning
And we'll figure it out somehow
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now
It's something you create
It's never ever too late
It's never ever too late
Right now
Okay to make a mistake
Yeah, baby, this is your day
It's time to masquerade
Uh
Bass, the bass, feel the bass in your face
Hit the finish line, first place in the race
Yes, King Kong on your chest
Running and I'm coming to baton to your left
Yup, you can be who you want
Be who you is, never be who you aren't
Never ever fold under pressure
Desperate times get desperate measure
Oo-Oo, damn diggity-dog
Let them bums stay mad 'cause we livin' it up
Oo-Oo, Shelltops is on
And I'm popping like, I'm popping like, I'm popping some corn
And now, I don't wanna take you
If we fall down, don't get upset
And now is just the beginning
And we'll figure it out somehow
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now
It's something you create
It's never ever too late
It's never ever too late
Right now
Okay to make a mistake
Yeah, baby, this is your day
It's time to masquerade
I'ma call you afro 'cause you never ball
Fuck all you bitches and I don't ever call
Next day, suck my teste
I ain't playing games
Bitch, but checkmate, checkmate
Breaker 1-9, Br-Breaker 1-9, Br-Breaker 1-9
All my party people, lemme see you one time
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now, masquerade
Master the merry-go-round
Right now
It's something you create
It's never ever too late
It's never ever too late
Right now
Okay to make a mistake
Yeah, baby, this is your day
It's time to masquerade
Right now
Writer(s): Lukasz Gottwald, Onika Tanya Maraj, Martin Karl Sandberg, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Henry Russell Walter
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