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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
No Guidnce
No Guidnce
Performer
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Programming
LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
Performer
Ebube
Ebube
Vocals
Brook Gibson
Brook Gibson
Vocals
Zuriel Kabasomi
Zuriel Kabasomi
Vocals
Joshua Lomat
Joshua Lomat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
Composer
Benjamin Diehl
Benjamin Diehl
Composer
Terrence Rolle
Terrence Rolle
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
Tracksion
Tracksion
Producer
LunchMoney Lewis
LunchMoney Lewis
Vocal Producer
Pam Velez
Pam Velez
Engineer
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Mixing Engineer
Gene Grimaldi
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Flew from the cold just to get your love
Warm my soul when I get your touch
Baby, come close, let me heat you up
It can get spicy
[Verse 1]
Send the addy, girl, where you live at?
Pull up on you, know you like that
You're the type girl that I'd wife. yeah
OT in town for the night and
Baby, we can go wherever, we can do whatever
Spend a weekend
Sip whatever, get lit together
You know
[PreChorus]
You're hot like the sun in LA
Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach
I feel so at home when you're next to me
It can get spicy
[Chorus]
Flew from the cold just to get your love
Warm my soul when I get your touch
Baby, come close, let me heat you up
It can get spicy
Tan skin girl you're the one I want
Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?
Let me come fill what you got in your cup
It can get spicy
[Chorus]
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
[Verse 2]
Two piece hugging your body
You a work of art, you a problem
I'm with my bros, you with your friends
It ain't no stress, bring them all in
Baby, we can go wherever, we can do whatever
Put that time in
Drink whatever, get lit together
No, no
[PreChorus]
You're hot like the sun in LA
Sweat from the heat on Miami Beach
I feel so at home when you're next to me
It can get spicy
Burn like the heat of the Vegas sand
August in New York, can we make some plans
For me to be with you till the summer ends?
[Bridge]
Spicy
[Chorus]
Flew from the cold just to get your love
Warm my soul when I get your touch
Baby, come close, let me heat you up
It can get spicy
Tan skin girl you're the one I want
Wanna fall on your ends, baby girl, what's up?
Let me come fill what you got in your cup
It can get spicy
[Chorus]
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
It can get spicy
Written by: Benjamin Diehl, LunchMoney Lewis, Terrence Rolle
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