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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yamaka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phimphisa Truong
Songwriter
Hussin Abulkassim
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yamaka
Producer
Lyrics
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Ay
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Don't leave me, baby
Ay
Can you be my baby?
Can you be my lady?
Can you be-oh maybe
I know you want this too
I know you want me too
But you can't get attached
'Cause you'll lose your cool
I've been in this too long
I know what you want, it's cool
But baby, don't you go
I'm in the fuckin' booth
Singing, singing my heart out for you
Can you get your heart out for me
The way you lookin' at me, baby
I don't want this for you
Please don't be mad at me
I just want you to be safe with me, baby
I don't want you to be out with them girls baby
You're not going, baby
Can't let you go
You ain't even know what you talkin' 'bout
Got too much money, so you ball out
Having fun with your girl, going all out
Ah, too much money baby ball out
Baby, too much can you please button up
Baby too much can please roll it up?
Got too much baby, can you cook it up?
Got babies on the way, cuddle up
Please, don't go out with your friends
They don't ever keep you in check
They gon' let you do whatever
And blame it on the liquor, oh
Oh, forgot they for silence, wildin
Think I don't know about them clubs, uh?
You got strippers that you favor, uh
But you say you don't go out that much
Written by: Hussin Abulkassim, Phimphisa Truong