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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jazz Cartier
Jazz Cartier
Performer
AzizTheShake
AzizTheShake
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aziz Dieng
Aziz Dieng
Composer
Enoch Harris
Enoch Harris
Composer
Jahmarie Adams
Jahmarie Adams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AzizTheShake
AzizTheShake
Producer

Lyrics

Mm-hm, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah (Aziz) Trooper-ed, trooper-ed, trooper-ed, trooper-ed I'm goin' stupid, I swear New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, but this shit get different Big dawg, no they can't big fish me (yeah, yeah) Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history Hey, hey, huh, but please don't tempt me One neck kiss, gotta wet through the Fenty Wanna parlay like a nigga know Desi Friends wanna fuck, now I'm caught in a frenzy Mind been gone but the drugs ain't helpin' (drugs ain't helpin', no) Love my hoes, I'm selfish Just FaceTime, don't text me, yeah (woo, woo) Count my dimes how I count my blessings (yeah) Niggas know me and the hoes do too now (yeah, yeah) Gotta show green if you wantin' me to move now Ain't no Fashion Nova, this Bottega Veneta (yeah) Call the driver when I pull up to get out (yeah) I got some bigger money with some bigger vendettas (yeah) Yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah) See-through dress, I just can't help it If I kiss you, best not tell it Ice your body down, it's melting Pussy fetish, pussy wettish Couldn't wait to the crib, wanna fuck in traffic Don't press record 'cause it might get graphic Touch it, bring it, baby Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (yeah) New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, but this shit get different Big dawg, no they can't big fish me Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Treat you right, you do my dishes You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes Act up, but this shit get different Big dawg, no they can't big fish me Been a while and I know she miss me Take your time, 'cause we got history (history) New wrists, my bezel glistenin' Just slid through the district, okay Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right Covered in floss, my vision is flawed, yeah I'm addicted to broads and goin' abroad, uh I'm wavin' my wand, don't want no applaud, yeah I'm prayin' to Gods and prayin' to God, uh She sendin' me cars, we fuckin' in cars Need the effect can't dwell on the cause We met in a bar, she took off her bra Went from fuckin' her raw to duckin' the cost Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Writer(s): 0, Enoch Harris Iii, Jahmarie Wishart Adams, Abdul Aziz Dieng Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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