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PERFORMING ARTISTS
CoreySSG
CoreySSG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Pritchett Jr
Corey Pritchett Jr
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey Pritchett Jr
Corey Pritchett Jr
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, oh, yeah, ay, fuck the FaceTime, pull up
Flawless diamond, I must admit it, bae, you one of one
One in a million, you the hottest under the sun
I can't lie, I'm fiending for you, baby, I can't get enough
Fiending for your body, hypnotic, so exotic, yeah
Put the world inside your hand with a Chanel bag (oh)
Want us to crash real bad, bae, let's make 'em mad (nah)
And bae, the love that we have, ain't no price tag
I let the world know about you, yeah, I gotta brag (price tag)
And I can't wait to get you home in my bed
I can't get you out my head, oh yeah (uh, uh)
Like I just can't get you out my head, it's like (uh, uh)
I done been through so much things in my life (oh)
But you like the one that came in (uh, uh)
And kinda like made everything different
I just can't lose you, so I gotta do what's right for me (oh, uh, uh)
So I can do what's right for you, and we just do right by each other (uh)
And we just go far (oh, yeah)
Ain't here to cause no pain
Moment I met you, swear to God, I feel the same thang
Right hand and under oath that I won't change
Fuck with you, who would've knew that you was my twin flame?
H-Town on Westheimer and we switch lanes
Fuck these bitches, they all knowing you my main thang
And ain't nothin' change (nothin' change), I'm still same same (same same)
I be going through all this shit and you keeping me sane (oh, yeah)
Huh, you the best of the best, precious in my eyes
That why your mama name you Precious
Can't wait you come home, fuck the texting
I fly across the world to Dubai, we ain't gotta be in Texas (yeah, no)
And ain't have no one like you
Leave the past in the past, we gon' do what we do (oh, oh)
They gon' judge me, make it look ugly
Hold it above me, it's nothing, don't make it something (yeah)
When I be true to you
Fiending for your body, hypnotic, so exotic, yeah
Put the world inside your hand with a Chanel bag (oh)
Want us to crash real bad, bae, let's make 'em mad (nah)
And bae, the love that we have, ain't no price tag
I let the world know about you, yeah, I gotta brag (price tag)
And I can't wait to get you home in my bed
I can't get you out my head, oh yeah
Written by: Corey Pritchett Jr
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