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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
Ye
Vocals
Freddie Gibbs
Vocals
Quavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
Aswad Asif
Songwriter
Nicholas Balding
Songwriter
Michael Dean
Songwriter
Charles Njapa
Songwriter
Daniel Chien
Songwriter
James Hau
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Nasir Pemberton
Songwriter
Fredrick Tipton
Songwriter
François Beaune
Songwriter
Sasha Hashemi
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Dolla $ign
Producer
Ye
Producer
88-Keys
Producer
Wax Motif
Producer
AyoAA
Producer
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Producer
Nic Nac
Producer
James Hau
Producer
Digital Nas
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Producer
Feez
Producer
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I fell in love with you, we fell in love with you
Guys like us just don't fall out the fucking sky, you know?
[Chorus]
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
[Verse 1]
This the shit that make rap **** mad
Them "think they cool" **** mad
Bad bitches more bad
You shouldn't have bought her more ass, shall I add?
Tell me, where we at? (Where we at?)
I put nerds on the map (On the map)
Now this Urkel in your bitch
Did I do that?
[Bridge]
Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
[Verse 2]
Sky, you know? Sky, you know?
And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know? Uh
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Yeezy, how you doin', huh?
Beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, uh, uh
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
And beautiful, big titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Tell me how you know
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Sky, you know?
They just don't fall out the sky, you know?
They so valuable
I been searchin' high and low
And I can tell you one thing
Beautiful, big-titty, butt-naked women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
[Chorus]
Let's keep zonin'
Let's keep floatin', let's keep moanin'
Girl, I know that it ain't over
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
Heart was broken, I am frozen
Now you're glowin'
This is more than just a moment
In the morning, you'll be runnin' back to me
[Verse 3]
This that shit that make rap **** mad, yeah
Fuckin' two twins, I told her skinny was in
So she took out all the ass, kept it natural
But that thing still movin', I had to knock it down
Yeezy, where we at? (Where we at?)
Florence to Milan
Just turned a bird bitch to my ex like I was Elon
Count hundreds on the blue side, booty must've grew in size
Seen it from the front side, damn, it must be two-sized, yeah
Goddamn, it must be two sides
Forgis on the Double R, I'm floatin' like a cruise line
Bitches wanna fuck me, then trap me, then fuck me over
She cryin' tears in that Maybach and not the Toyota
Once it's over, then she dead to me, give that ho a memorial
Suck my dick for the interview, a headitorial
Put you on a track, have you workin' like I appointed you
Ho, how you gon' go blockin' your blessing when I anointed you?
Beautiful big titty, butt-naked bitches, where you at? Uh
Started off trippin', tell her, "Pay tuition," no congrats, uh
Winin' and dinin', now to take my ratchet ho to Saks, uh
She was too used to Hamburger Helper, chilli mac
And that's facts, you can fact-check it
I'm from the crack era
Redbone bitches, they king me like I'm a black checker
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a bat catcher
I bring my pistol when I fuck her 'cause it's all 'bout survival, ho
I'll gut you clean, I bet you fuck with my rivals though
Put that on everything, a whole stack of bibles, ho
Real **** like me just don't fall out the sky, you know
So keep vibin', ho
And you know that's facts, you can fact-check it
I'm from the crack era
Where **** run off with work and don't bring it back era
Standin' at the plate, your ho catchin' balls like a bat catcher
[Outro]
Beautiful, naked, big-titty women just don't fall out the sky, you know?
Written by: Mike Dean, Aswad Asif, Charles Napa, Danny Chien, Fredrick Tipton, James Hau, Nicholas Balding, Sasha Hashemi, Tyrone Griffin Jr., Kanye West, Zach Feez, Quavious Marshall