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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Doja Cat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Gerard A. Powell II
Gerard A. Powell II
Songwriter
Lydia Asrat
Lydia Asrat
Songwriter
David Sprecher
David Sprecher
Songwriter
Allan Grigg
Allan Grigg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rian Lewis
Rian Lewis
Recording Engineer
MacGregor Leo
MacGregor Leo
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Tizhimself
Tizhimself
Producer
KooolKojak
KooolKojak
Producer

Lyrics

I wanna touch on you (on you) You see me in my room (my room) Wish you were here right now (right now) All of the things I'd do I wanna get freaky on camera I love when we get freaky on camera We freak on the cam Love at first sight, just a link to the 'Gram Pussy all pink with a tan And I play with it 'til my middle fingers are cramped up Swipe right 'cause he thick and he handsome Love a sneak peek, when you free? Can we cam up? No shot to the screen, put your hands up Make it pop in your face like a Samsung And that's my nigga, better yet, that's my hitter He don't leak nudes, and if you do you could go missin' Met him on Tinder, he just swipe left on bitches And he don't even scroll through Insta' 'Less he going through my pictures I wanna touch on you (on you) You see me in my room (my room) Wish you were here right now (right now) All of the things I'd do I wanna get freaky on camera I love when we get freaky on camera Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh) Let's break the internet (internet, on the internet, oh-oh) We do it the best (it the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh) When we have cybersex (cybersex, havin' cybersex, oh-oh) When he off work, he calling me on Skype (yeah) Trust me when I meet him, I'm fucking him on sight (yeah) Lemme see you beat it, I'm feelin' just like Mike (okay, okay) Oh, surf that 'til I drown in all of your pics Can't scroll down 'cause some of them dicks (ya) Think of my parents going through my shit (my shit, my shit) Huh, oh, can't give head, you give me the FaceTime Nigga, you a creep, I saw you on Dateline You ain't gettin' pussy, you fucking an AI Huh, oh, what a time to be alive Living in the future, blinging on my hotline I wanna touch on you (on you) You see me in my room (my room) Wish you were here right now (right now) All of the things I'd do I wanna get freaky on camera I love when we get freaky on camera I wanna touch on you (on you) You see me in my room (my room) Wish you were here right now (right now) All of the things I'd do I wanna get freaky on camera I love when we get freaky on camera Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh) Let's break the internet (internet, on the internet, oh-oh) We do it the best (it the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh) When we have cybersex (cybersex, havin' cybersex, oh-oh)
Writer(s): Allan Peter Grigg, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Gerard Powell, David Sprecher, Lydia Asrat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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