Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lizzo
Vocals
Andrew Wansel
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Wansel
Songwriter
John Allen Morris
Songwriter
Melissa Jefferson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Wansel
Producer
Zach Pereyra
Mastering Engineer
Ricky Reed
Producer
Bill Malina
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
My back is achin', my belt too tight
My booty shakin' from left to right
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
My back is achin', my belt too tight
My booty shakin' from left to right
[Verse 1]
My name is Lizzy, yeah
And I get busy, yeah
And rappers always tryna fly me to they city, yeah
But I say no, no (Yeah)
Can't get no kitty (Yeah)
Big bitch, I'm richer than these **** 'cause of Yitty (Yeah)
Queen Lizzy, bow down
Fuck 'round and found out
You know a bitch was down, but bitches don't stay dow-own
We got that clang-clang
No pass around-'round (Yeah)
If he a Gemini, I might take him to pound town (Yeah)
[PreChorus]
Ow, maybe I'm just crazy, maybe I'm a crackpot
Maybe I can turn around and give you back shots
Take me to the Paris Hilton, baby, that's hot
I can feel it through his denim, that's a hard launch
[Chorus]
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
My back is achin', my belt too tight
My booty shakin' from left to right
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
My back is achin', my belt too tight
My booty shakin' from left to right
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm a baddie (Yeah)
You not my daddy (Yeah)
And you a lucky **** if you get to have me (Yeah)
Don't be a maddie (Yeah)
Boy, don't start trippin' (Yeah)
And you ain't slick, you ain't gon' get up on this pimpin' (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I'm servin'
So what's your order? (What's your order?)
'Cause I'm outside with my gay sons and my thot daughters
Bitch, I'm from Texas
Close to the border (Yeah)
That's why I'm bad, there must be somethin' in the water (Yeah)
[PreChorus]
Uh, maybe I'm just horny, maybe I'm just freaky
Take me back to coochie cutters at the Freaknik
I can throw some ass and make a **** seasick
I can feel it through the boxers, baby, it's big
[Chorus]
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
My back is achin', my belt too tight
My booty shakin' from left to right
Go left, go right
Go left, right, left, right
[Outro]
Ah, ten-hut
Assume the position
I'ma work them cheeks, left, right
Goddamn, daddy, left, right
Up, down, up, down, left, right
You would be mad if I left, right?
I'ma work them cheeks, left, right
Goddamn, daddy, left, right
Up, down, up, down, left, right
You would be mad if I left, right?
I'ma work them cheeks, left, right
Goddamn, daddy, left, right
Up, down, up, down, left, right
You would be mad if I left, right?
I'ma work them cheeks, left, right
Goddamn, daddy, left, right
Up, down, up, down, left, right
You would be mad if I left, right?