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Party Girls (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Jeremih & Cashmere Cat)

Ludacris

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Ludacris
Vocals
Cashmere Cat
Cashmere Cat
Programming
benny blanco
benny blanco
Programming
Lido
Lido
Programming
Jeremih
Jeremih
Vocals
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Magnus August Høiberg
Magnus August Høiberg
Songwriter
Peder Losnegård
Peder Losnegård
Songwriter
Johnny Pedersen
Johnny Pedersen
Songwriter
Karsten Dahlgaard
Karsten Dahlgaard
Songwriter
Claus Norreen
Claus Norreen
Songwriter
Søren Rasted
Søren Rasted
Songwriter
Lene Grawford Nystrom
Lene Grawford Nystrom
Songwriter
René Dif
René Dif
Songwriter
Benjamin Levin
Benjamin Levin
Songwriter
Jeremy Felton
Jeremy Felton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cashmere Cat
Cashmere Cat
Producer
benny blanco
benny blanco
Producer
Lido
Lido
Producer
Chris Sclafani
Chris Sclafani
Engineer
Andrew Drucker
Andrew Drucker
Engineer
Bradford Smith
Bradford Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Phil Seaford
Phil Seaford
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I came to party like tonight will never end Let's party again; let's party again Yeah, I came to party like tonight will never end Let's party again; let's party again Let's party again I need party girls, in my party world Titties plastic, ass fantastic They just brush my hair, and touch me everywhere I don't say shit, and they be gettin naked Naked, say shit, and they be gettin naked I don't say shit, and they be gettin naked LUDA! It's yo' world and I'ma touch wherever you want me to touch ya Pop that pop that and you'll be bustin a nut when you wanna bust-a Don't - rush 'em, I'ma take my time and do it slow From the car to the counter to the bed to the couch to the drugs hit the flo' Oh! No! Could be that a G really got you sprung? I lost my count baby how many times did I make you cum? Run run run from a nigga 'til you can't no mo' like Forrest Gump And it's mo' she gets - if it's mo' she wants She spoiled rotten like bad milk, get her hot cause I make that ass melt She whipped cause she love gettin whipped in the whip (WA-POW!) and I'm a black belt I beat the pussy to pieces; never lettin the cat off the leashes And I go so deep they tellin me all of they deepest and darkest secrets YUH!! Throw some 1's on that (ass) and get you wet as a water pump I'ma have some fun with that (ass) make her come back to "Black and Gold" Bust like a gun with that (ass) like pow pow, brrrr-pow-pow Brrr-my bitch be gettin down - nigga how 'bout yours? So turned up when we in the club we don't even need a molly Do it so much over in this corner thought we was fuckin in a party My lungs filled with Marley, my hands on your body And I'm goin so deep I'm just lettin you know That this me I got your face all in the pillow You can't speak
Writer(s): Soren Rasted, Claus Norreen, Rene Dif, Lene Crawford Nystrom, Christopher Brian Bridges, Jeremy P. Felton, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Karsten Delgado, Johnny Mosegaard Pedersen, Magnus Hoeiberg, Peder Losnegard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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