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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Tate
Baby Tate
Vocals
Bizness Boi
Bizness Boi
Programming
Jozzy
Jozzy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Carnell Robertson
Andre Carnell Robertson
Songwriter
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Songwriter
Bryon Thomas
Bryon Thomas
Songwriter
Christopher Doster
Christopher Doster
Songwriter
Joceyln A. Donald
Joceyln A. Donald
Songwriter
Tate Farris
Tate Farris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benoni Tagoe
Benoni Tagoe
Executive Producer
Issa Rae
Issa Rae
Executive Producer
Colin Sing
Colin Sing
Mastering Engineer
Patrik Plummer
Patrik Plummer
Mixing Engineer
Bizness Boi
Bizness Boi
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ooh, ooh (Uh, uh, uh)
Ooh, ooh, ooh (Uh, uh, uh), okay
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
[Chorus]
Get on the floor, bad bitch on a roll (Uh)
He gotta go 'cause I'm never lonely (Uh)
Get on the floor, bad bitch on a roll (Yeah)
He gotta go 'cause I'm never lonely (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Bossy, **** better thank me-thank me (Yup)
Big fat ass, he wanna spank me-spank me (Oh)
Wanna be my man but he can't be-can't be (Ah)
Need a diamond ring on my pinky-pinky (Oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 1]
I step out, talk of the town (Town)
Built like a stallion, sauce like Italian
Can't catch me around, 'cause
You showing out, and
Up in the clouds, and
Me, I stay grounded
That's how I rock, rollin'
Chosen, never lose focus
If he say he hit my phone, I'ma say it's broken
Ain't really with the commotion
I got a bag gotta go get
Pussy can make you a ocean (Ahh)
Pussy can make you a o—
Oh, money ain't a thing
I would rather spend it with the gang (With the gang)
It's a lot of status on my name (On the name)
So I could never let you leave a stain
[PreChorus]
Big racks, he gon' ask can he have some
If you bad, in your bag, throw your hands up
Big racks, he gon' ask can he have some (Uh-uh)
If you bad, in your bag, throw your hands up
[Chorus]
Get on the floor, bad bitch on a roll (Yeah)
He gotta go 'cause I'm never lonely
Get on the floor, bad bitch on a roll
He gotta go 'cause I'm never lonely
Bossy, **** better thank me-thank me (Yeah)
Big fat ass, he wanna spank me-spank me (Uh)
Wanna be my man but he can't be-can't be (Yeah)
Need a diamond ring on my pinky-pinky
[PostChorus]
You ain't gotta pull up on me
****, ain't never lonely
I ain't gotta keep it low key
Pockets full, they ain't never on E
So clean you can't sweep me off my feet
Step up on the scene with a with a mean lil' lean
I never fold 'cause I ain't no magazine
So you know you gotta treat me like a queen
[Outro]
Big racks, he gon' ask can he have some
If you bad, in your bag, throw your hands up
Big racks, he gon' ask can he have some (Uh-uh)
If you bad, in your bag, throw your hands up (Bitch)
Written by: Andre Carnell Robertson, Bryan Christopher Williams, Bryon Thomas, Christopher Doster, Joceyln A. Donald, Tate Farris
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