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Doja Cat - Options (Visualizer) ft. JID
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Doja Cat
Vocals
JID
JID
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Ari Starace
Ari Starace
Songwriter
Mayer Hawthorne
Mayer Hawthorne
Songwriter
Destin Route
Destin Route
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Doja Cat
Doja Cat
Executive Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Hector Vega
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Fili Filizzola
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Mayer Hawthorne
Mayer Hawthorne
Producer
Connor Hedge
Connor Hedge
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Y2K
Y2K
Producer
Yeti Beats
Yeti Beats
Executive Producer
Kayla Reagan
Kayla Reagan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
I don't need lovin', late-night cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
[Verse 1]
I know you faded, boy
I feel it wearin' off
When I get Hen' and Coke
I like the way you talk, yeah
I couldn't give a fuck
Givin' him paranoia
He just wanna smash on tour
Fuckin' for the new velour
I like it when you with me all night
I can't imagine what you might try
Yeah, you so full of surprises
Guess you one of my vices
You want a picket fence and a wife
You never change your mind when I cry
Yeah, I see your flaws and you know it
Droppin' your jaw when the drawers hit the floor
[Chorus]
I don't need lovin', late-night cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
[Bridge]
You can count on me
To never count on you
I'm only down for you
When you put it down, baby, well, I, I
[Verse 2]
She wanna fuck a **** like she love me
She got a lover, but I might get lucky
But you got me on a drain like a drunkie
Lookin' at the junk in your trunk like a junkie
We don't speak, just fuck twice a week
And if she like freaks, we must try a threesome
Do it on the beach, in the sand, let me see sumn'
Seashells on the shore, I'm a beach bum
Finna eat sumn' when you come
Baby, don't you wanna let me know?
Layin' on my bed like a vegetable
Lied when you said, "Never let me go"
Just like a pro, you professional
Stand on your head 'cause you flexible
Now she tryna fuck me in the restroom or the parkin' lot
At the restaurant, anywhere, everywhere, anytime, I
[Chorus]
I don't need lovin', late-night cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
I don't need lovin', late-night cuffin'
Take it all off, you naughty
Put it back on and pause it
Kitchen island, bedroom, closet
Takin' that elsewhere, maybe
We know we both got options
Written by: Amala Ratna Dlamini, Ari Starace, Destin Route, Andrew M. Cohen
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