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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lambo4oe
Vocals
NLE Choppa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Miller
Songwriter
Yair Kromowetjono
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Rowland
Mastering Engineer
Al Isler
Mastering Engineer
Khromo
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Khromo
[Chorus]
Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You get my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you get my self-esteem
[Verse 1]
She like, "Is your dick it for me?"
Do it like I'm fresh out, baby girl, that's just 'cause I miss you
Kiss your lips, your pussy drip, need tissue
When it grips, I grab your hips until you
Piss and cum, don't resist and don't run
Where're you goin'? Where're you goin'?
I'ma G, so the G spot is where I wanna be
Exotic sex overseas on the beach
I put her legs in the air, I put them legs in the air
'Cause they keep on shaking, baby girl, just take it
Changing faces, slow motion pacing
Hmm, now I got you all along, baby, do it all night long, baby
You don't need no phone, take it, I love your moans
[Chorus]
Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You get my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you get my self-esteem
[Chorus]
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air, yeah
[Verse 2]
Call me on a late night, get right
He ain't really actin' right, put you on that new, new shit
He ain't on shit, call me when he quit your life
'Cause he ain't really even got a job, no
He tryna hit a lick, but he don't really rob
He tryna sell a brick, tryna sell a brick
Yo' ex got locked up upstate
For spinnin' counterfeits, spinnin' counterfeits
He don't really got it, no
He don't really live it, he ain't 'bout this shit that we really deal in
Heart so cold, doubled back once, took her soul, ah
[Chorus]
Is it the kisses for me?
Is it the kisses for me?
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
You get my self-esteem
She like, "Hit it for me"
She like, "Ooh," she like, "Ooh"
Damn, baby, you get my self-esteem
[Chorus]
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air, yeah
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air
Move that ass in the air, yeah
Written by: Bryson Potts, John Miller, Yair Kromowetjono