Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler, The Creator
Vocals
Kevin Kendrick
Piano
Donald Glover
Background Vocals
Thundercat
Bass
Steve Lacy
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Okonma
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tyler Okonma
Producer
Donald Glover
Additional Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Engineer
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Zachary Acosta
Assistant Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I met this girl named Judy at the cafe 'round my way
Her breasts were near her chest, and she had curls that hid her face
Her legs were Eiffel Tower, I could tell her daddy Black
Peanut butter jelly toasted in her lap
We chop and chopped it up, I like her thoughts, and time had flew
She said she had no plans and asked me what I'm 'bout to do
I stuffed us in the Phantom and wiggled through the streets
She said she never do this, but she think that I'm sweet
[Chorus]
So I won't judge Judy
No, I won't judge Judy
[Verse 2]
We end up at my home, we danced around and made some sweets (We made some sweets)
We started swapping spit and then she got on top of me (She got on top of me)
I asked her what she into, she told me lead the way (You go first)
I'm into body rubs, bondage, and creampies, we can play
Around in public, any cum is now a fetish I imagine (Wait)
Fiend for foot massages, giving oral is my passion (Uh)
You could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return (Wait)
Your body count and who you fuck is not my concern
[Chorus]
'Cause I don't judge Judy
What's your fetish, and what are you into?
No, I don't judge, judge Judy
Don't matter, you're safe here, I won't judge you now
No, I don't judge Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy)
I, I'll try to hold you down and dick you down
No, I don't judge Judy (Judy, Judy)
[Bridge]
She's just like me
I can't judge Judy, Judy
[Bridge]
She like rope, hands around her throat
Couple guys, it made her feel alive
She had a free spirit, you know? (Judy, Judy, Judy)
She was great with women, exhibitionist (Judy, Judy, Judy)
No, I don't judge, judge Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy)
I lean voyeur, so it worked out (Oh, my lord)
Our frequencies matched
No pressure, just, just
She wrote me a letter
[Verse 3]
"Sorry that I haven't been communicating much
This past year has been rough, it spreaded to my head
I knew it when we met, if you're reading, it's too late
I'm on the other side, but I just wanna say
Thank you for the moments I could grab before I left (Wait)
I hope you live your life your truest self with no regrets
I wasn't living right until they told me what was left
I'm wishing you the best, P.S.
Thank you for not judging Judy"
Damn
Written by: Tyler Okonma