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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maiya The Don
Maiya The Don
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maiya Earley
Maiya Earley
Lyrics
Darrien Overton
Darrien Overton
Composer
Christopher "Tricky" Stewart
Christopher "Tricky" Stewart
Composer
Terius Nash
Terius Nash
Composer
Albert Johnson
Albert Johnson
Composer
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Composer
Trevor Rich
Trevor Rich
Lyrics
Mareo Williams
Mareo Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dinuzzo
Dinuzzo
Producer
Jayson Sankar
Jayson Sankar
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
My body
Bitch, play wit' me if you want
Tell these hoes I'on duck no smoke
I know all you bitches know
My body
Blat
Knock the wig right off a troll
You can hate me but we know
None you bitches wanna test
My body
Wrist froze, yacht, fuck a show boat
Make ya **** want mo' every time I post
My body
Yeah, **** act like he was one of mine
Never got none of mine
He ain't even one of my—
My body
[Verse 1]
Yeah, really be having that motion
A lot of **** can't stand me 'cause I left 'em with they heart broken
Bitches said they was gon' run down and I'm still waiting for that moment
Speaking on my name and I'm too focused to notice
I'm so gorgeous, I'm so sexy
Love my jeweler, that's my bestie
Test my diamonds, please don't test me
I be balling, Lisa Leslie
Said bye to Claire's, hello to Tiffany
Don't shop at malls 'cause they ain't got shit for me
I'm craving pasta, might go to Italy
No competition, you bitches ain't shit to me
They is not seeing me, they need binoculars
My life's a fantasy, live in a Oculus
I am too popping, these bitches is commoners
They keeping my name all up in they esophagus
[PreChorus]
I'm so pretty in the face
Got Bottega on my feet
Know she mad I took her place
Tell that ho to kiss the ring, muah
[Chorus]
My body
Bitch, yeah, play wit' me if you want
Tell these hoes I'on duck no smoke
I know all you bitches know
My body
Blat
Knock the wig right off a troll
You can hate me but we know
None you bitches wanna test
My body
Wrist froze, yacht, fuck a show boat
Make ya **** want mo' every time I post
My body
Yeah, **** act like he was one of mine
Never got none of mine
He ain't even one of my—
My body
[Verse 2]
Face card on Amex
Translation, I'm pretty as fuck
I come out, now somehow they don't wanna drop, these bitches is stuck
Speaking on my name all on the net, I call her bluff
Chicken head hoes popping all that shit, they get plucked
My fly private, they fly basic
Name in the mouth just like they braces
You a bum bitch if I'm not in your playlist
Feeling myself, I'm so high maintenance
It's the reason why he double back
Chanel on me cost a couple racks
Last **** done fumbled me
My new **** gon' humble that
Bitches couldn't step like this
If I handed them my Louboutins
Big don, miss one of one, miss custom, miss put it on
[PreChorus]
I'm so pretty in the face
Got Bottega on my feet
Know she mad I took her place
Tell that ho to kiss the ring, muah
[Chorus]
Body
Bitch, yeah, play wit' me if you want
Tell these hoes I'on duck no smoke
I know all you bitches know
My body
Blat
Knock the wig right off a troll
You can hate me but we know
None you bitches wanna test
My body
Wrist froze, yacht, fuck a show boat
Make ya **** want mo' every time I post
My body
Yeah, **** act like he was one of mine
Never got none of mine
He ain't even one of my—
My body
[Outro]
Yeah
Written by: Albert Johnson, Christopher "Tricky" Stewart, Darrien Overton, Maiya Earley, Mareo Williams, Mariah Carey, Terius Nash, Trevor Rich
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