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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelly
Nelly
Performer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj
Composer
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Composer
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Composer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Hart Gunther
Hart Gunther
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chad Jolley
Chad Jolley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ariel Chobaz
Ariel Chobaz
Recording Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Aya Merrill
Aya Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All y'all **** wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (Tell 'em again)
All my **** be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick, so they throwin' up G's
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
[Verse 2]
I say all y'all **** wanna get like me
All y'all **** wanna get like me
Now who wanna shake, don't look, and see
And then count the bitches, ****, one, two, three
I said and if you feel like something else there
Then tell her that you down for something else, yeah
And if she say kissin' far as it goes
Don't worry, she straight like a actress' knows
You can ball and ball, do it wall-to-wall
Just sayin' that you can't do it small is all
You can floss Rolex or a Audemar
On the arm and I'm outshining all of y'all
Can you feel it? (Hey, hey)
Do you want more? (Hey, hey)
Till your back sore? (Hey, hey)
So let's go, let's go
[Verse 3]
All y'all **** wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (Tell 'em again)
All my **** be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick, so they throwin' up G's
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
[Verse 4]
Uh, I'm the shizzniyee
You should follow my example, bitch, i.e.
'Cause I'm front row, Isaac Mizrayee
In the truck but I ain't suck diznayee
All these hoes wanna get like me
Get they own speaker system, pose like me
When I'm at the game all the pros like me
Bitch, I'm a pro, ain't a ho like me
Bitches ain't stuntin' in the cold like me
Some call me bitchy, so Nicole like me
Pull up in the ghost, East Coast like me
My **** spend money like the coke price free
Uh, bon voyage
Nicki M., baby, Buns Minaj
Back of the back slumpty
Humpty Dumpty
On the back of the bike
These stunts be comfy
[Verse 5]
All y'all **** wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
All my **** be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick, so they throwin' up keys
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
[Verse 6]
You wrong
Why you dance so low to this song?
Where your boyfriend at, he gone?
Is that a napkin you put your number on?
You're so wrong
Drop down, shawty, get your eagle on
Tell yo' boyfriend you stayin with Simone
Matter fact, put your number in my phone
[Verse 7]
I'm a fly **** tatted up with the fade
Yeah, I was rockin' waves when them **** has braids
Air Force 1's then I took 'em all to J's
Now they wanna play dumb like they from The Bay
I was touring overseas, two-fifty everyday
Just came back in the middle of the May
In the Maybach with this chick named May
Wanna know if she can do me, "Shawty, yes, you may"
See the whole rap game sounding like me
Who that on the drums? Man, it sound like P
Shawty say she horny, sound like ease
(Say she wanna bring her partner)
Okay, that sound like three
Fresh off the yacht, feet in the sand
Walk in the club, me in demand
Got a whip on the lot, 'bout four-hundred grand
Go around, my ****, pistol close to hand 'cause
[Verse 8]
All y'all **** wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (Tell 'em again)
All my **** be blowin' on trees
Hands so sick, so they throwin up G's
You know it, you know it
You know it, you know it
Written by: Cornell Haynes, Jr., Onika Maraj, Pharrell Williams

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