Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blood Raw
Vocals
Jeezy
Vocals
Slick Pulla
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Jenkins
Songwriter
Renaldo Whitman
Songwriter
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
Bruce Falson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tony Rey
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Drumma Boy
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Wussuh
Wussuh?
What's crackin' ****?
Chillin..
Where ya punk ass **** at?
He in the trap, ya know..
Oh yeah?
Yeah.. Come through
Dat's what it is then, I'm in and out
Dat's cool..
I ain't even trippin', ya know I'm sayin'?
Dat's how you feel?..
Yeah. Just be ready when I get there ****
I stay ready ****
Let's go
[Verse 2]
I'm on dat Grey Goose, a lil' Red Bull
So ya know how I'm feelin' tonight (I know how ya feelin' tonight)
I just called, I ain't want shit
Want to know if we was chillin' tonight (Yeah, we can kick it tonight)
Slide through, dat **** in the streets
So you already know it's on (Already know it's on)
Just a quickie, you can slide the Vickie's
I'ma even leave the Nikes on (You can even leave ya Nikes on)
[Verse 3]
You know me - I ain't even gon' sweat her
Rick Flare stay jumpin' off the dresser (Aw man)
Betcha ass ain't never felt better (Dayyum)
Ain't never met a **** make ya azz more wetter (Yay-Uh!)
I like it when you do dat, drill ya ass harder
Pull ya hair when you throw it back (Aiyy!)
Say she love when I pull 'em to the side
I can feel it when she cum, I can tell by her thighs
Oh Lord you should see her when I'm in it
You should hear some of the sounds, it's the best 6 minutes (Hahaha)
Just a quickie, you can even slide the Vickie's
I might drop my boxers but I'ma leave my Nikes on
[Verse 4]
I'm on dat Grey Goose, a lil' Red Bull
So ya know how I'm feelin' tonight (I know how ya feelin' tonight)
I just called, I ain't want shit
Want to know if we was chillin' tonight (Yeah, we can kick it tonight)
Slide through, dat **** in the streets
So you already know it's on (Already know it's on)
Just a quickie, you can slide the Vickie's
I'ma even leave the Nikes on (You can even leave ya Nikes on)
[Verse 5]
S.P., I like to wild out (Wild out)
But every now and then you got to take the time out (Time Out)
What's hann'in? (Yah!) Can I hit the grill?
Bend ya over on the dresser, beat cha down and slide out (Slide out)
Got the cigarillos, half a zip, ready fo' me (Ch'yah!)
Plus I've been drankin', is ya really ready fo' me? (Huh?)
Shoot the scene quick roll one take (Take!)
Then it's a rap I got moves to make (Ah-ha!)
In the back of the GTO gettin' it crackin' (G'yeah!)
Legs in the air, trynna to beat cha back in (Phureal!)
Stretchin' dames out, call me Big John Stud (Big John Stud)
All I need some Red Bull and bud (What's hann'in!)
[Verse 6]
I'm on dat Grey Goose, a lil' Red Bull
So ya know how I'm feelin' tonight (I know how ya feelin' tonight)
I just called, I ain't want shit
Want to know if we was chillin' tonight (Yeah, we can kick it tonight)
Slide through, dat **** in the streets
So you already know it's on (Already know it's on)
Just a quickie, you can slide the Vickie's
I'ma even leave the Nikes on (You can even leave ya Nikes on)
[Verse 7]
Ya man hit it like this (Nooo!) - Well he oughta! (Yuh!)
Pocket full of Magnums fuckin' somebody daughter
Somebody momma (Momma!), in somebody bed (Yeap!)
Fresh pair of J's, between somebody legs (Deammn)
All I need is 5 minutes, leave her shakin' like a phone
It's all G baby, you can slide ya thong (Yuh!)
And I'ma slide in, and you can ride out (Out!)
I know you freaky baby you can wild out (Let's go!)
You see - I ride like a Rapstar, live like a Trapstar
Party like a Rockstar, and fuck like a Pornstar (Haha!)
And you can climb on top baby, I don't mind (I don't mind)
And I'ma keep my J's on, you just grind (Wussuh!)
[Verse 8]
I'm on dat Grey Goose, a lil' Red Bull
So ya know how I'm feelin' tonight (I know how ya feelin' tonight)
I just called, I ain't want shit
Want to know if we was chillin' tonight (Yeah, we can kick it tonight)
Slide through, dat **** in the streets
So you already know it's on (Already know it's on)
Just a quickie, you can slide the Vickie's
I'ma even leave the Nikes on (You can even leave ya Nikes on)
Written by: B. Falson, Christopher Gholson, Jay Jenkins, Renaldo Whitman