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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nathaniel Motte
Nathaniel Motte
Vocals
Sean Foreman
Sean Foreman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Motte
Nathaniel Motte
Songwriter
Sean Foreman
Sean Foreman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
3OH!3
3OH!3
Producer
Eric Stenman
Eric Stenman
Additional Engineer
Matt Squire
Matt Squire
Producer
Travis Huff
Travis Huff
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nice legs, Daisy Dukes
Makes a man go
That's the way they all come through, like
Low-cut, see-through
Shirts that make ya
That's the way she comes through, like
[Verse 2]
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
[Verse 3]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
How do I say I'm sorry
'Cause the word is never gonna come out?
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
[Verse 4]
Tight jeans, double D's
Makin' me go
All the people on the street know
Iced out, lit up
Make the kids go
All the people on the street know
[Verse 5]
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
[Verse 6]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
How do I say I'm sorry
'Cause the word is never gonna come out?
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
[Verse 7]
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
This is the same old dance that you already know
[Verse 8]
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
This is the same old dance that you already know
[Verse 9]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
Written by: Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman
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