Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Vocals
Ne-Yo
Ne-Yo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamil Pierre
Jamil Pierre
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
Shaffer Smith
Shaffer Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wale
Wale
Executive Producer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Executive Producer
Tal Miller
Tal Miller
Mastering Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Deputy
Deputy
Producer
Ghazi Hourani
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Moses Gallart
Moses Gallart
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fly **** couldn't tell me nothing different homes
And I be good til the fat woman sing a note
I'm tryna find life's meaning up in this Patron
I'm taking women to heaven and then I take 'em home
[Verse 2]
I'm waking up with something twenty-something fly shit
Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit
Word, she said she love me but she lying shit
I'm lying too, told that bitch I love her for her mind
[Verse 3]
Well, that's quite true, bust-a-move, head game lovable
But that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fucking pool
I'm playing Cody, smoking stogies, make the rhythm better
I'm looking good in everything, but she look good in leather
[Verse 4]
Call me cocky I love it, baby father a sucker
I'm longer than 'em, I ain't talkin' no Rockin Republic
I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line
This not a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line
[Verse 5]
If I got time, you got time too
You with a boss, baby, so when I move you move
Let's have some drinks, Malibu Red, how I do
And after that, we do whatever we want to
[Verse 6]
Girl, I'm in charge (That means I'm cooling)
I have my own agenda (That means I'm cooling)
Baby, I'm large (That means I'm cooling)
Dealing with a winner (That means I'm cooling)
[Verse 7]
Pimp-stroll on 'em, the pen cold on 'em
Couldn't fuck with it with a million nymphos on ya
Bitches tend to love a **** with the most money
I tell 'em, honey, I no Cher, I'm so sunny
[Verse 8]
Hah, and this is all pro-bono
All-star weekend floor seats by the coaches
Flying all frequent, reclining on beaches
Half a million on the road, y'all relying on features
[Verse 9]
I ain't married, but I'm tryna find a keeper
If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret
And we fuck, I beast up and throw a little peace up
So peace out, I'ma get up with you in like three months
[Verse 10]
Word, absence will make the heart grow
So with that said, I ain't around like my old combs
And I be drinking all the brown straight, no Coke
I'm chasing money not the liquor, y'll ain't even close
[Verse 11]
So let's have a toast, everything fine
This ain't a free throw, this easy as a lay-up line
[Verse 12]
If I got time, you got time too
You with a boss, baby, so when I move you move
Let's have some drinks, Malibu Red, how I do
And after that, we do whatever we want to
[Verse 13]
Girl, I'm in charge (That means I'm cooling)
I have my own agenda (That means I'm cooling)
Baby, I'm large (That means I'm cooling)
Dealing with a winner (That means I'm cooling)
Written by: Jamil Pierre, Olubowale Akintimehin, Shaffer Smith
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