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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roscoe Dash
Roscoe Dash
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Johnson
Jeffery Johnson
Composer
Tony Scales
Tony Scales
Composer
Daniel Andrew Johnson
Daniel Andrew Johnson
Composer
Jeremy Coleman
Jeremy Coleman
Composer
Torrey Hood
Torrey Hood
Composer
L. Sylvers
L. Sylvers
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kane Beatz
Kane Beatz
Producer
Jmike
Jmike
Producer
Scott Naughton
Scott Naughton
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, girl
Tryna get off
Haters in the buildin'
[Verse 2]
How they let me go and get a beat from Kane?
I swear, these 808s and snares make me go insane
Ay, hold up, baby girl, I really wanna know your name
And let me be your Superman and you be Lois Lane
It's showtime like cable, get up on that table
I love your sexy body and I know you love this paper
Got the bottles comin' like they got legs on 'em
The way I kill 'em and this beat will make 'em wanna call the feds on me
[Verse 3]
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patrón
Girl, you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl, you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
[Verse 4]
Man, I got an open palm with cash in it
I competin' for MVP
I'm just tryna out do my last visit
Pockets fat like they pregnant and 'bout to have triplets
I got twenties flyin', send ghetto Benji to ad-lib it
Ha, get it?
I'm so far ahead of my time, no C-section
Y'all club, we V.I.P. section
Party bus full of women like we Nextin'
You would'a thought it was a gym the way we flexin'
Line full of sexy ladies tryna get with me
I'm just tryna grand slam like the boy Ken Griffey
And I'm at the bar, nine shots, no fifty
Fuck it, bring a hunnid mo'
Er'y body gettin' tipsy
[Verse 5]
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patrón
Girl, you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl, you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
[Verse 6]
And, and we gon' have one hell of a time
Girl, I'm feelin' fine
You know what's on my mind
Give it up
This man in my Swisher got me flyin'
This Patrón got my mind
And yo sexy lil' body got me stuck
So, what's really good?
Girl, I wish we really could
Do what we really should
I know yo last boyfriend was only really good
Well, I'm excellent, a sexual perfectionist
I'll creep up behind ya, deep inside ya, no exorcist
That's that extra shit, real long, extra thick
A different type of breed, a upgrade from that metric shit
The type to make you question all the rest you messin' with
I'm tryna tell ya, I'm the one to hit the exit with
[Verse 7]
I'm orderin' a hundred shots of Patrón
Girl, you better get a cup
And once I get you home
Girl, you better give it up
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
And we gon' have a good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
Fuckin' night
Good fuckin' night, good fuckin' night
[Verse 8]
(And that's what I like to call)
(A good fuckin' night)
[Verse 9]
And, and we gon' have one hell of a time
Girl, I'm feelin' fine
You know what's on my mind
Give it up
This man in my Swisher got me flyin'
This Patrón got my mind
And yo sexy lil' body got me stuck
So, what's really good?
Written by: Daniel Andrew Johnson, Jeffery Johnson, Jeremy Coleman, L. Sylvers, Leon F. Sylvers Iii, Tony Scales, Torrey Hood
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