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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ciara
Ciara
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Kenon
C. Kenon
Songwriter
Ezekiel Lewis
Ezekiel Lewis
Songwriter
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Songwriter
Candice Nelson
Candice Nelson
Songwriter
Ciara Harris
Ciara Harris
Songwriter
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Patrick "J. Que" Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ciara
Ciara
Co-Producer
Calvo Da Gr8
Calvo Da Gr8
Producer
The Clutch
The Clutch
Co-Producer
Jason Schweitzer
Jason Schweitzer
Engineer
Carlton Lynn
Carlton Lynn
Additional Engineer
Kory Aaron
Kory Aaron
Assistant Engineer
Matt Green
Matt Green
Assistant Engineer
Rob Skipworth
Rob Skipworth
Assistant Engineer
Phil Tan
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Josh Houghkirk
Josh Houghkirk
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

C-I-A-R-A (come on) Pull up your pants (just like 'em) Take out the trash (just like 'em) Gettin' ya cash (like 'em), fast (like 'em) Girl, you oughta act like ya dig (I'm talking 'bout) security codes on everything On vibrate so your phone don't ever ring (Have a joint account) And another one he don't know about Wish we could switch up the roles And I could be that Tell you I love you But when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me? Like, where you be at? 'Cause I'm out four in the morning On the corner rolling, doing my own thing What if I had a thing on the side? Made you cry? Would the rules change up or would they still apply? If I played you like a toy? Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Girl, go ahead and be (just like 'em) Go run the streets (just like 'em) Come home just to sleep like 'em, creep like 'em Front with your friends Act hard when you're with 'em like 'em (like 'em) Keep a straight face when you tell a lie Always keep an airtight alibi (Keep him in the dark) What he don't know won't break his heart Wish we could switch up the roles And I could be that Tell you I love you But when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me? Like, where you be at? 'Cause I'm out four in the morning On the corner rolling, doing my own thing What if I had a thing on the side? (What if I-I) Made you cry? (Made you cry?) Would the rules change up, or would they still apply? (Would they still apply?) If I played you like a toy? Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? (What?) Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't, can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? (Would ya like that?) If I was always gone With the Sun getting home? (Would you like that?) Told you I was with my crew When I knew it wasn't true? (Would you like that?) If I act like you Walk a mile off in your shoes? (Would you like that?) I'm messing with your head again Dose of your own medicine What if I had a thing on the side? (What if I-I) Made you cry? (Made you cry?) Would the rules change up, or would they still apply? (Would they still apply?) If I played you like a toy? Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't, can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? Can't be gettin' mad What you mad? Can't handle that? (Would ya like that?) (It's the clutch) If I played you, would you like that? (It's Ciara, hah) Had friends, would you like that? (It's Ciara, hah) Never call, would you like that? (Another one, hah, hah) Hell nah, you wouldn't like that, no (you can't handle it, hey) What if I-I made you cry, would they still you apply? What if I, if I played you like a toy? Sometimes I wish I could act like a boy Can't handle that
Writer(s): Candice Clotiel Nelson, Ezekiel L. Lewis, Ciara Princess Harris, Patrick Michael Smith, Balewa M. Muhammad, Calvin Kenon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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