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PARTYNEXTDOOR - High Hopes [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Vocals
Blackstreet
Blackstreet
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahron Brathwaite
Jahron Brathwaite
Songwriter
Lucy Walters
Lucy Walters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Producer
Varg
Varg
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Mastering Engineer
David "Prep" Hughes
David "Prep" Hughes
Recording Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
5 made me, 905 made me
Yep, 5 made me, 905 made me
The 5 made me, 905 made me
[Verse 2]
She call me daddy
She call me daddy, daddy, daddy
Call me daddy, I'm her daddy
[Verse 3]
Yo, spank that
She just want this shit like that **** from Bankhead
Come here, over, I'm tryna smash that
Won't call the Feds on that pussy, I'm 'bout to tap that
Hey, I just wanna sex, smoke, and vibes, baby
I want you by my side, baby
And I want your jeans down to your ankles
You're always mine and your man knows, oh
[Verse 4]
Do he know you bougie, baby? You need you the best
Do he know you're freaky, baby? Do he keep it wet?
Is you into Louis, into Gucci, Into Giuseppe?
Does he eat your pussy? Does he tell you you're the best?
This the way you work it, no diggity, but don't you back it, back it up
Takin' trips down, down memory lane
I hope if we link up, things are the same
[Verse 5]
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed
Girl, I hope you know the reason I came, I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Checkin' on you
[Verse 6]
Back in my thing on the southside on the H
We do these things 'cause it'll all be okay
Especially when you a king of the city you were raised
All day, all day, all day, all day
It's like I lost my mind and came to Houston
I'm with my friends, you know this place is boomin'
Out here feelin' like the boy
I'm runnin' through galleria with a bitch that look galore, hey
Want racks, I need big chips
And my bitch need a big dick
Plenty reason why she stay post at Ferina estate
That's the shit I shouldn't say, damn, ****
Threesomes with a **** wife, yeah
These things shouldn't feel right, yeah
Mixed bitch, but she fuck with white
Tough dick but the dick right
Two-seater in the driveway, ****
95 on the highway, ****
Step back with the Wraith, ay, ****
She ain't gay, but her bitch gay, ****
Out here feelin' like the boy, I hit Miami-Dade, ****
No Ice Cube, better hope that it's a good day
[Verse 7]
Time has passed, I hope nothing has changed, oh
Girl, just know that I'm, I'm just checkin' on ya
Everything's still good with me
I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I hope everything's just fine with you
'Cause I got high hopes when I'm checkin' on you
I'm just checkin' on you
When no one else gon' check up on ya
I'ma check up on ya, I'ma check up on you
When no one else gon' pull up on ya
Baby, I'ma pull up on ya, I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Just checkin' on you
[Verse 8]
(Check up on, no one checks on you)
I'm just checkin' on you
Rackin' up flights, rackin' up kilometers
I'm just checkin' on you
Just checkin' on ya, I'm just checkin' on ya
Written by: Jahron Brathwaite, Lucy Walters
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