Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beyoncé
Lead Vocals
Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant
Background Vocals
Kelman Duran
Programming
MIKE DEAN
Synthesizer
Princess Loko
Sampled Artist
Stuart White
Drums
Tommy Wright III
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelman Duran
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
Songwriter
Tommy Wright III
Songwriter
Andrea Summers
Songwriter
Beyoncé Knowles
Songwriter
Terius "The-Dream" Gesteelde-Diamant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beyoncé
Producer
Kelman Duran
Producer
MIKE DEAN
Co-Producer
S1a0
Additional Producer
Jameil Aossey
Additional Producer
Brandon Harding
Recording Engineer
Matheus Braz
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andrea Roberts
Engineer
John Cranfield
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Stuart White
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Please, motherfuckers ain't stop-, please, motherfuckers
Please, mother-, please, mother-, please, motherfuckers
Please-please, mother-, please, mother-, please, mother-
Please, motherfuckers, please, mother-, please, motherfu-
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
I pull up in these clothes, look so good
'Cause I'm in that, hoe
You know all these songs sound good
'Cause I'm on that, hoe
Deadass, deadass, I'm deadass
It's not the diamonds
It's not the pearls
I'm that girl (I'm that girl)
It's just that I'm that girl (I'm that girl)
It's not my man (ooh)
It's not my stance (ooh)
I'm that girl (I'm that girl)
It's just that I'm that girl
From the top of the morning, I shine (ah-ooh)
Right through the blinds (ah-ooh)
Touching everything in my plain view
And everything next to me gets lit up, too (ugh)
You see it (ah-ah-ah-ah), yeah
You see it when you look to me
I didn't want this power (I ain't want it)
I didn't want this power (I ain't want it)
You know love is my weakness
Don't need drugs for some freak shit
I'm just high all the time, I'm out of my mind
I'm tweaking (tweaking, tweaking)
Freaking on the weekend
I'm indecent, let it begin (ooh-ooh-ooh)
I be pulling up in that '92 DeVille Cadillac with them vogues, losing my mind
Be-be-beasting, un-American, I don't need no friends
I been thugging for my un-American life lights in these deep flawless skies
Off the deep end, such a heathen
Why they let me outside? I pull relief in
Bring that beat in, now I can breathe again
I be beating down the block, knocking Basquiats off the wall
All, that's how I ball
Cleanse me of my sins
My un-American life
Please, motherfuckers ain't stop-, please, motherfuckers
Please, mother-, please, mother-, please, motherfuckers
Please-please, mother-, please, mother-, please, mother-
Please, motherfuckers, please, mother-, please, motherfu-
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers ain't stopping me
Please, motherfuckers
Writer(s): Tommy Wright, Kelman Duran, Terius Gesteelde-diamant, Mike G. Dean, Beyonce Giselle Knowles
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