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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Teyana Taylor
Vocals
Fabolous
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Teyana Taylor
Songwriter
Nikhil Seetharam
Songwriter
Baruch Nembhard
Songwriter
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Eric Bellinger
Songwriter
John Jackson
Songwriter
Mary Brocket
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nikhil Seetharam
Co-Producer
Baruch Nembhard
Recording Engineer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mixing Engineer
Kyle Ross
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Producer
Nikhil
Additional Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Boys, are you looking at me looking at you?
Oh, you know
I already know what you want
'Cause I want that shit too, oh
It don't matter if you're single, single
Either way, I just wanna take you home, take you home
And it don't matter if you got a past, got a past
'Cause I ain't got nothing to do with that, do with that, do with that, so
[Verse 2]
I wanna touch you
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
I wanna touch you
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
We ain't gotta waste time going out on dates
We ain't gotta count pills when you come to my place
We ain't gotta, we ain't gotta, we ain't gotta, we ain't gotta
You ain't gotta waste time sending me roses
They gon' die anyway, man, I'm just boring
You ain't gotta, you ain't gotta, you ain't gotta, you ain't gotta
'Cause I want you right now
[Verse 3]
Look, you need to stop playing with yourself
Like I ain't who you playing when you playing with yourself
You play the shy role, I was playing in myself
But it's no good for you, now you playing with your health like
I ain't who you thinking about
When you laying by yourself
I know you heard it was a movie
Better stop role-playing with yourself
Like, like, like, stop fronting
Know they coming at your neck like a top button
You need to go ahead and drop it for a ****
So I can come behind and like, miss, you dropped something
And fuck is these roses for?
What all these clotheses for?
I wanna close the door, fuck till we dozing off
Wake up and go again
What's the Mimosas for?
You got the juicy thing, champagne toast to yours
Cheers shorty, yeah, shorty
Time to face your fears, shorty
Climb up on it and hit them gears, shorty
Hashtag bike life, hashtag might wife
Got my heart like likes, looked at her like, "Psyche!"
Looked at her like, "Psyche!"
You ain't gotta
Hey T, stop playing with me
[Verse 4]
The last **** broke my heart
You probably break it too, no baby
I'd rather just play my part
Than play a fool, no
So, it don't matter if you're single, single
'Cause baby boy, I'm just tryna take you home, take you home
It don't matter if you got a past, got a past
'Cause I ain't got nothing to do with that, do with that, do with that, so
[Verse 5]
I wanna touch you
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
I wanna touch you
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
We ain't gotta waste time going out on dates
We ain't gotta count down till you come to my place
We ain't gotta, we ain't gotta, we ain't gotta, we ain't gotta
You ain't gotta waste time sending me roses
They gon' die anyway, man, I'm just boring
You ain't gotta, you ain't gotta, you ain't gotta, you ain't gotta
'Cause I want you right now, yeah, oh
Oh now, aye
[Verse 6]
Amor, amor Portuguese, aye
Say you love me
Amor, amor Portuguese, aye
Ooh baby, aye, aye
Amor, amor Portuguese, aye
Say you love me
Amor, amor Portuguese, si, aye, si, aye
Ooh baby, aye, aye, aye
Written by: Alycia Bella, Baruch Nembhard, Eric Bellinger, John Jackson, Mary Brocket, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Nieman Johnson, Nikhil Seetharam, Teyana Taylor