Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pressha
Background Vocals
Joseph Carn
Performer
Baron "B-Rock" Agee
Drum Programming
Tamaris "Bone" Taylor
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Jones
Composer
Joseph Carn
Composer
Tamaris "Bone" Taylor
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joseph Carn
Producer
Stuart Dirge Gordon
Recording Engineer
Khalfani
Mixing Engineer
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
You know there comes a period in every woman's life when
She gets frustrated or fed up with her man and all his silly hangups
You know a woman needs a man where she doesn't have to have no drama
Behind it You know just somebody like to love her down with
No strings attached
It is named "Splackavellie"
Tell me what kind of superman
Would take you in his bedroom baby
And hit you with some front, back, and side to side
Like hydraulics on a stormy night
And break you off somethin proper like
Ain't no need for you to perpetrate
Cause he will accommodate
And you will appreciate the way he flips you
Up, down, and round and round
In and out and make you scream and shout
Shawty put your thang down down down
He ain't ya boyfriend, he ain't ya husband
Just somebody u can call when your body needs a fix
He'll put you in the mix
Then you'll hear him askin
What's my name, say my name
Splackavellie
Every woman needs her own Splackavellie
A brotha she can call when her man ain't doin her right
He can work it all night until the morning light
Make her feel right right right
Every woman needs that one Splackavellie
A brotha she can call when her man ain't doin her right
He can work it all night until the morning light
Make her feel right right right
Tell me what kind of superman
Would make you feel good with his mouth
And kiss you from your earring to your bellychain
Then go down a little further man (Its all right)
Baby ain't no shame
Drop the top on his Mercedes Benz
So her legs can feel the wind
As he hits again and again and again (Its all good) yeah
Because I'm bout it bout it baby
I'm bout it bout it baby
He ain't ya boyfriend, he ain't ya husband
Just somebody u can call when your body needs a fix
He'll put you in the mix
Then you'll hear him askin
What's my name, say my name
Splackavellie
Every woman needs her own Splackavellie
A brotha she can call when her man ain't doin her right
He can work it all night until the morning light
Make her feel right right right
Every woman needs that one Splackavellie
A brotha she can call when her man ain't doin her right
He can work it all night until the morning light
Make her feel right right right
Uh ohhh uh uh ahhh ahhh ahhh sounds so good
Yeahhhh
What's my name spell my name Yeahhh
S-p-l-a-c-k-a-v-e-l-l-i-e
Splackavellie ba-ba-baby
I don't think you hear though (I don't think you here though)
You don't hear me though (you don't hear me though)
Every woman needs her own Splackavellie
A brotha she can call when her man ain't doin her right
He can work it all night until the morning light
Make her feel right right right
Writer(s): David Jones
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