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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
Mustard
Mustard
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Dee Brown
Dee Brown
Recording Engineer
Anthony Wyley
Anthony Wyley
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Assistant Mixing Engineer
James Royo
James Royo
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Okay, okay, okay
Told her bust it open, she said okay
But what she wearing? Chanel and Dolce
How she want it? Beat up like O.J.
[Verse 2]
Skrrt, skrrt on a bitch ****
How much time do you got for a rich ****?
I need action while relaxing and a bitch knows gymnastics
So she can divide her legs on this dick like a fraction, right?
[Verse 3]
Right, left, hit it with that right, left
I got that best stroker, I don't need no pipe test
My dick work, girl, I don't need no mic check
No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress
[Verse 4]
I ain't tripping, baby girl, make that money
'Cause if I fuck her right, she just might give some to me
And better yet, fuck with me for better sex
I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet
[Verse 5]
Girl, you know you look fine as hell, right?
You know I buy you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta jail, right?
And if you cheated on me, I won't care, right?
[Verse 6]
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right
[Verse 7]
I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus
She said she expensive, well, I could afford it
Never pay for it, but I could explore it
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like Jordan
[Verse 8]
She just wanna strip and make a million, right?
So she could get rich and feed the children, right?
She ain't got no ass shots, her shit real, yo
Got her checking in with me like I was a PO
[Verse 9]
I hate makeup, I hate broke hoes
I can't talk to you bitch, I ain't social
Where the bad bitches at? Let me know though
I can send this dick your way, baby, postal
[Verse 10]
Is it Brittany or Myisha?
Where the ghetto bitches at?
Queesha and Syeeda?
She dances for them dollars 'cause she don't know no better
She's from the hood, so she know how to throw it back better
[Verse 11]
Girl, you know you look fine as hell, right?
You know I buy you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta jail, right?
And if you cheated on me, I won't care, right?
[Verse 12]
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right
[Verse 13]
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
[Verse 14]
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right
[Verse 15]
Girl, you know you look fine as hell, right?
You know I buy you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta jail, right?
And if you cheated on me, I won't care, right?
[Verse 16]
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right
She make that ass go
Left, left, right, right, left, left, right...
[Verse 17]
Girl, you know you look fine as hell, right?
You know I buy you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh outta jail, right?
And if you cheated on me, I won't care, right?
She make that ass go
Written by: Dijon McFarlane, Keenon Jackson
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