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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jhené Aiko
Jhené Aiko
Vocals
Gracie Sprout
Gracie Sprout
Harp
Future
Future
Vocals
Julian-Quán Việt Lê (Lejkeys)
Julian-Quán Việt Lê (Lejkeys)
Keyboards
Miguel
Miguel
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Brian Keith Warfield
Brian Keith Warfield
Songwriter
Jhene Aiko Chilombo
Jhene Aiko Chilombo
Songwriter
Miguel Jontel Pimentel
Miguel Jontel Pimentel
Songwriter
Maclean Robinson
Maclean Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fisticuffs
Fisticuffs
Producer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Recording Engineer
Gregg Rominiecki
Gregg Rominiecki
Mixing Engineer
Trey Pearce
Trey Pearce
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andy Guerrero
Andy Guerrero
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
These red roses damn near turn to ashes
If I keep it real, you won't understand it
These dirty blogs got your mind damaged
I'll walk a million miles to see you happy
[Verse 2]
I hope she don't think, that I think
That she's some kind of hoe (Some kind of hoe)
'Cause I don't care
That just lets me know that
She knows what she wants, yeah
Baby, I won't judge (No, no, no, no)
Now I'm sure that
She knows what she wants, yeah
[Verse 3]
I ain't gonna hold you, baby, I like what I see
That print in them sweat pants got me weak off in my knees
I been thinking 'bout you since we met at No ID's
If you're free tonight I think that you should come see me
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't be scared of my aggression
(Ohh, ohh)
Just don't get the wrong impression
[Verse 4]
I hope she don't think, that I think
That she's some kind of hoe (Some kind of hoe)
I don't care
That just lets me know that
She knows what she wants, yea
Baby, I won't judge (No, no, no, no)
Now I'm sure that
She knows what she wants, yeah (You like the way I wink at you?)
[Verse 5]
I can't never have a hater bone inside my body
I just like it better when my girl do her Pilates
I wanna dress you up and have you fresher than a stylist
Think about any drama when your body traumatizing
You so caught up in the hype
You could have easily been my wife
I see the way your friends look, they already thinking I'm shiesty
They misunderstood me when they say I'm Jesus Christ
I just want you to worship me, I like what I like
I'll feed you to the wolves if you don't talk to me nice
They gon try to crucify me
They think we worship 'luminati
I take my heart and I go hide it
[Verse 6]
After all I just hope he don't think
That I'm some kind of hoe (Some kind of hoe)
I don't know
He just makes me feel like
He knows what he wants, yea
Baby, I won't judge
Now I'm sure that
He knows what he wants, yea
[Verse 7]
I choose happiness over everything
Over anything and its everything
Happiness over everything
Over anything and it's everything to me
Written by: André Benjamin, Brian Keith Warfield, Jhené Aiko, Maclean Robinson, Miguel Jontel Pimentel, Nayvadius Wilburn
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