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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Lead Vocals
BOBBY CHIN
BOBBY CHIN
Background Vocals
Willie Chin
Willie Chin
Background Vocals
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Top Cat
Top Cat
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Jahron Brathwaite
Jahron Brathwaite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Producer
Evan Stewart
Evan Stewart
Assistant Engineer
Noah Cadastre
Noah Cadastre
Engineer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Gotta get real again, gotta get real again
[PreChorus]
Oh, you got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got ****
[Chorus]
I want you
I want you to turn up on me every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Light skin got your new, new do
Even look like Lauren Lo, too
I be trippin' but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money length
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
'Cause I've been rollin' with skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my ****
I ain't trippin' off of any other ****
'Cause I ain't care about your ****, four ****, five ****, six ****
I ain't give a shit 'bout shit, ****, girl, I
[PreChorus]
You got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got ****
[Chorus]
I want you
I want you to turn up on me every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Light skin got your new, new do
Even look like Lauren Lo, too
I be trippin' but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money length
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
'Cause I've been rollin' with skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my ****
I ain't trippin' off of any other ****
'Cause I ain't care about your ****, four ****, five ****, six ****
I ain't give a shit 'bout shit, ****, girl, I
[Bridge]
Girl, I
Girl, I
Girl, I
[Verse 1]
Girl, you must be doin' magic
Girl, you must be doin' magic
Turned fuckin' you to a habit
I can name a lot of things any other man won't do for you
I do for you when I hit you at your condo real late
Check the scene to see if you straight, then cut like kids cake
I got that feelin' for you, that feelin' that you crave
Each time I do it for you, I make that bad pussy behave, now pop it
Bottles, the top is so open, the budget? I'm Party so fuck it
The concierge told me my new baby lookin' like LeToya Luckett
Let my money get older and older, and older, and older like Regis
'Cause she will not fuck with no broke ****, no ****, only the richest
[PreChorus]
You got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got **** and I got bitches
You got ****
[Chorus]
I want you
I want you to turn up on me every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Light skin got your new, new do
Even look like Lauren Lo, too
I be trippin' but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money length
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
'Cause I've been rollin' with skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my ****
I ain't trippin' off of any other ****
'Cause I ain't care about your ****, four ****, five ****, six ****
I ain't give a shit 'bout shit, ****, girl, I
[Verse 2]
Yeah, shout the girls from the East that know what's good with me
Yeah, shout the ones from the West know what's good with PND, oh, oh
Stories of you and your girls is all I hear
Who do you fuck in the city when I'm not there? I owe you time
Let's plan something out when I come back from Europe
Swear I'm withholding my urges till you get this one on one shit like your name Katie Couric
I gotta get you those snow tires for your Mercedes, I'm glad you reminded me, baby
All of these things slip my mind, it's been crazy
Bite on your shoulder, I know that's your favorite
Touching yourself to that video we made a month ago
You a freak and your cover's blown
How you talked me into sendin' that to you, I'll never know
Fuck it, girl, I'm 'bout whatever, though
Yeah, I guess a **** just believe in ya and that's proof for you
Can name a lot of things any other man won't do for you, I'll do it for you, that's real
[Chorus]
I want you to turn up on me every night when I see you
Better recognize when I see you
I really want you, you, you
Hit the club for you, you, you
Light skin got your new, new do
Even look like Lauren Lo, too
I be trippin' but this money ain't
Hit the strip, check my money length
Sorry if my whip covered in dank
'Cause I've been rollin' with skunk all day
All these bitches know that you're my ****
I ain't trippin' off of any other ****
'Cause I ain't care about your ****, four ****, five **** six ****
I ain't give a shit 'bout shit, ****, girl, I
Written by: Anthony Codrington, Aubrey Drake Graham, Christopher Lane, JOHN BRUCE MAC GILLIVRAY, Jahron Brathwaite
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