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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd
Lloyd
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
André 3000
André 3000
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dreshan Smith
Dreshan Smith
Songwriter
Jamal Jones
Jamal Jones
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
André "3000" Benjamin
André "3000" Benjamin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey Stocker
Corey Stocker
Engineer
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mixing Engineer
Jeremy Stevenson
Jeremy Stevenson
Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Polow Da Don
Polow Da Don
Producer

Lyrics

Hey ya'll I came to talk about this girl that had my love, see I went away for a while and She gave my love away huh I really shouldn't blame her But now that p-ssy is a stranger Baby, somethings on my mind I gotta say it Yeah, Your p-ssy done changed It ain't the same girl and thats a shame (A crying shame baby) Oooh, aint being funny I know another bee's been in that honey Ooh, baby, that p-ssy done changed It's such a shame girl and thats a shame (who the hell you giving my loving to girl?) Oooh Nooo Tell me where that p-ssy gone Oooh Nooo Cause it don't feel the same no more (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Yeah Oooh Nooo (How you do me like that baby) Oooh Nooo Why is that happening to me Oooh Nooo She told me that it was my p-ssy (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Oooh Nooo Yeah yeah yeah yeh She, she used to be a really special lady (my everything) I guess she's feeling kinda freaky lately It's such a shame cause now the p-ssy's changed (That p-ssy changed) She used to squeeze me (oooooooh Grip me tight enough so she can please me But nah nah, now that p-ssy changed It's such a shame, that p-ssy changed Oooh Nooo Where did ya p-ssy go? Oooh Nooo Cause girl, I need to know (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Oooh Nooo You see, it was on some one of a kind sh-t Oooh Nooo I'ma about to kill this bitch Oooh Nooo She gave away all my sh-t (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Oooh Nooo Yeah, yeah, yeh Damn darling you changed it all I'm your number fan belt they are not important I don't use a cordless, microphone avoid em' They don't feel real to me Meaning real woman Others built on me You the primer on the lime bean green box When I couldn't afford a Ford Clean socks scootin' across the floor in your grandmama house Hand on your mouth You yap too much about the penny-ante, this mechanics so uncanny X-men, x-men, your ex boyfirend should thank me that I took you off his hands No I can't bring another beach to the sand And know I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees and get what you need without saying please But can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat And they put this man's Grammy's on the street? What? Why so quiet? Hate that all of our memories happened in a Hyatt You were perfect before you went on a diet You was way thicker, you think i don't remember Shit, the magazine got to your head Now somebody you don't even know got you in bed Betcha buddy don't even know you don't like red Or Was It Fuchsia, F-ck It, Our Future Is dead I thought the p-ssy cat had 9 lives man? Oooh Nooo Yeah yeah yeah (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Oooh Nooo Ohhhhhh Oooh Nooo I'm about to kill this bitch Oooh Nooo She gave away all my shit (I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy) Oh noooooo Yeah, yeah, yeh Ahahahaha I miss ya girl (F-ck dat bitch!)
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Jamal F. Jones, Andre Benjamin, Dreshan Nikel Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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