Top Songs By 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
1999 WRITE THE FUTURE
Lead Vocals
Rich Brian
Lead Vocals
TiaCorine
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Dexter
Songwriter
Wesley Singerman
Songwriter
Brian Imanuel
Songwriter
Tia Corine Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TiaCorine
Recording Engineer
Taylor Dexter
Producer
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer
Wesley Singerman
Producer
Ivan Handwerk
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trevor Taylor
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Nate Mingo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brandon Hernandez
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brian Imanuel
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
[Verse 1]
If you wit me den you lucky
Cool, I'm fresh and funky
All the jocks say they love me
Pull up like baby Huggies
On the real
I'm chill
No sealing
They knowin' the deal
Be for real
I feel
For you
'Cause yo face is so ew
[Verse 2]
Like dog
No bite
She bark a lot
Sho me was good
Gimme head in the parking lot
Juggernaut
Beat it up
Tell me you'll never stop
Give it up
Walk down on me
You not big enough
Fix it up
Coochie too wet
Now he slippin' up
Kiss it up
Off of the white
He got brown
So I mix it up
DJ the style
On the road
I be switchin' up
Yo girl luh me
At the show
Put ha titties up
**** love me
Gottem throwin' my city up
He did me dirty
But watch how I clean it up
**** so fine
Gotta watch how he beat it up
I been cooking
Now watch how I eat it up
[Chorus]
Move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
[Verse 3]
Hands on 2 and 10
Speak your truth or you gon be my food again
Say you gon blow but when you gon pull the pin
Back in '04, I lived out your whole life
I flew to gold coast, no girl, just solo
I do not pour fours
Poppin' out the carbonated case of cold coke
Habits no stranger, man, I've been through low lows
I never wanna spend a day in Cabo
[Verse 4]
Bitch, I've done my due diligence
I break bad hoes hearts, Vince Gilligan
My money gon come before my relevance
They still waitin' til they get poppin' again
I'm boutta get wild
She ridin' my dick in the back of Honda
Don't fuck 10s if she not makin' me smile
I love to pet but I'll still kill a feline
[Verse 5]
All of their visions distorted
They climbin' 'cause they think the top where the gold is
I tasted that bread and I held on my soul
Man, I'm far from the throne
But I'm closer to home and I'm closer to me
These hoes convinced their pussy what I need
Studio time and family what I need
Worked off the clock and I sharpened my sword
The new flows gon get all of you folks up to speed
[Chorus]
Move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up
Groove
Now bump it up
[Verse 6]
If you wit me den you lucky
Cool, I'm fresh and funky
All the jocks say they love me
Pull up like baby Huggies
On the real
I'm chill
No sealing
They knowin' the deal
Be for real
I feel
For you
'Cause yo face is so ew
It's 1999
Written by: Brian Imanuel, Taylor Dexter, Tia Corine Thompson, Unknown Composer Author, Wesley Singerman