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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Vocals
Justin Vernon
Justin Vernon
Vocals
Assassin
Assassin
Vocals
Tammy Infusino
Tammy Infusino
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Kanye West
Songwriter
Justin Vernon
Justin Vernon
Songwriter
Andre Harris
Andre Harris
Songwriter
Jill Scott
Jill Scott
Songwriter
Vidal Davis
Vidal Davis
Songwriter
Carvin Haggins
Carvin Haggins
Songwriter
Kenny Lattimore
Kenny Lattimore
Songwriter
Josh Leary
Josh Leary
Songwriter
Cydel Young
Cydel Young
Songwriter
Sakiya Sandifer
Sakiya Sandifer
Songwriter
Elon Rutberg
Elon Rutberg
Songwriter
Jeffrey Ethan Campbell
Jeffrey Ethan Campbell
Songwriter
Malik Yusef
Malik Yusef
Songwriter
Michael G. Dean
Michael G. Dean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kanye West
Kanye West
Producer
Evian Christ
Evian Christ
Producer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Recording Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Recording Engineer
Marc Portheau
Marc Portheau
Assistant Recording Engineer
Khoi Huynh
Khoi Huynh
Assistant Recording Engineer
Raoul Le Pennec
Raoul Le Pennec
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nabil Essemlani
Nabil Essemlani
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matthew Arnold
Matthew Arnold
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Oakley
Sean Oakley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eric Lynn
Eric Lynn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Arca
Arca
Producer
Brent Kolatalo
Brent Kolatalo
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
David Covell
David Covell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dom $olo
Dom $olo
Producer
Josh Smith
Josh Smith
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ken Lewis
Ken Lewis
Vocal Recording Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn, your lips very soft
As I turn my Blackberry off
And I turn your bathwater on
And you turn off your iPhone
Careless whispers, eye fuckin', bitin' ass
Neck, ears, hair, legs, eating ass
Your pussy's too good, I need to crash
Your titties, let 'em out, free at last
[Verse 2]
Thank God almighty, they free at last
We was up at the party but we was leavin' fast
Had to stop at 7-Eleven like I needed gas
I'm lyin', I needed condoms, don't look through the glass
Chasin' love, all the bittersweet hours lost
Eatin' Asian pussy, all I need was sweet and sour sauce
Tell your boss you need an extra hour off
Get you super wet after we turn the shower off
[Verse 3]
That's all dem can do (Say wah? Say wah? Say wah? Say wah?)
That's all dem can do
We deal with action ting
Just a badman ting a-dat man do
Action ting, yo, a badman ting
[Verse 4]
I'm a badman if you know say
Disrespect, we no tek, no way José
Try that 'pon February the 30th
That's right, couldn't try that no day
When we roll 'round 'pon your block
Nuh badda feel seh we won't spray, like a aerosol can
When we roll 'round 'pon your block
Nuh badda feel seh we won't spray, like an aerosol can
We a gon' smile 'pon court day
Becuh we beat murder charge like O.J
[Verse 5]
That's right, I'm in it
(Should've known I would fall)
I'm in it
(Steppin' on cracks on the floor)
That's right
(And your boys at your door)
That's right, I'm in it
(Well, you need to fight for your own)
That's right, I'm in it
(Then don't let me at your table)
I'm in it
(If you just gonna lay there)
Damn right
(Fist jumps in the air, you love flame wars
I'll be gone long, grab that ass, shed your clothes)
[Verse 6]
Uh, picked up where we left off
Uh, I need you home when I get off
Uh, you know I need that wet mouth
Uh, I know you need that reptile
Uh, she cut from a different textile
Uh, she love different kinds of sex now
Uh, Black girl sippin' white wine
Put my fist in her like a civil rights sign
And grabbed it with a slight grind
And held it till the right time
Then she came like AAAAAHHH!
[Verse 7]
That's why I'm in it and I can't get out
That's all dem can do (Say wah? Say wah? Say wah? Say wah?)
That's why I'm in it and I can't get out
(That's all dem can do)
We deal with action ting
Just a badman ting a-dat man do
That's right, I'm in it
I'll be gone long, grab that ass, shed your clothes
[Verse 8]
Say you long for me, for you
Lay it off with all your rules
Star fucker
Star fucker
Star fucker
Who, where?
[Verse 9]
Time to take it too far now
Uh, Michael Douglas out the car now
Uh, got the kids-and-the-wife life
Uh, but can't wake up from the nightlife
Uh, I'm so scared of my demons
Uh, I go to sleep with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
Uh, I'm a rap-lic priest
Uh, gettin' head by the nuns
Uh, they don't play what I'm playin'
Uh, they don't see what I'm sayin'
Uh, they be ballin' in the D-League
Uh, I be speakin' Swaghili
Written by: Andre Harris, Carvin Haggins, Cydel Young, Elon Rutberg, Jeffrey Campbell, Jill Scott, Josh Leary, Justin Vernon, Kanye West, Kenny Lattimore, MIKE DEAN, Malik Yusef El Shabazz Jones, Michael G. Dean, Sakiya Sandifer, Vidal Davis
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