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PERFORMING ARTISTS
K CAMP
K CAMP
Vocals
Yella Beezy
Yella Beezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kristopher Campbell
Kristopher Campbell
Songwriter
Marcus Rucker
Marcus Rucker
Composer
Bobby Bernard Turner Jr
Bobby Bernard Turner Jr
Composer
Markies Deandre Conway
Markies Deandre Conway
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K CAMP
K CAMP
Recording Engineer
Bobby Kritical
Bobby Kritical
Producer
Motif Alumni
Motif Alumni
Producer
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Jarrod "JRod" Doyle
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

B-B-Bobby, that sh- hard If you fuck with me, tell me that you fuck with me If you locked in, tell me that you locked in You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (Top ten) You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (Top ten) New designer on my feet, this is not in (Hey) Heard the nigga is an opp, we is not friends (Opp) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Bring the box in) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Hey) Fell in love with me, she want my time Bought some new diamonds (Bought some new) Don't gotta shine (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, shawty know I'm one of a kind (Woo) As soon as she leave, I'm on her mind Ran out of patience, why are we waitin'? (Ah) I got a thing for you (I got a thing) I'm tryna hang with you (Yeah) I got the gang here too (Let's go) Shawty, what's the move here? Young nigga on the wave like a cruise ship (Like a cruise ship) Got too many hoes, what to do with 'em? (Too many) My brother got a problem, I'm gon' shoot with him (Shoot, hey) Shawty don't know who she fuckin' with (Hey) I'ma try and turn it up a little bit (Turn it up, turn it up) 20 racks on me, I'ma pop shit (Yeah) Tell your ex stop poppin', he is not it Let's make a movie, shawty (Shawty) They cannot school me, shawty (They cannot school me) I hit up Phipps with a forty Ayy, what's your name? You a fool, lil' shawty (Fool, lil' shawty) Drip got her brainwashed, yeah, yeah Can't be cookin' out the same pot, yeah, yeah Shawty got good head Fuck around, make her brain pop, yeah, yeah If you fuck with me, tell me that you fuck with me If you locked in, tell me that you locked in You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (Top ten) You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (Top ten) New designer on my feet, this is not in (Hey) Heard the nigga is an opp, we is not friends (Opp) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Bring the box in) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Hey) Fell in love with me, she want my time Bought some new diamonds (Bought some new) Don't gotta shine (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, shawty know I'm one of a kind (Ooh) As soon as she leave, I'm on her mind (I'm on her mind) Ran out of patience, why are we waitin'? (Ah) I got a thing for you (I got a thing) I'm tryna hang with you (I'm tryna hang) I got the gang here too (I got the gang) Hey Baby girl, come and thug with me (With me) Soon as I fuck, nigga fell in love with her If the pussy wasn't good, then I wouldn't fuck with it Got me callin' everyday, tryna see what's up with her (Yeah, yeah) She say she don't really trust niggas (Never) But I got her evened out, baby, in the club with her On the Perc, she a squirt, got her on the drugs with me Threeway each day, make her friend fuck with me (Yeah, yeah) I got a thang for you Pop me a pill, make me sing to you I'm tryna see what that brain'll do I'ma knock your fuckin' brains all loose (Yeah) It ain't no thing to do I'ma remain the same with you I'ma have to do what I came to do Rub me too good, bitch, I came in you If you fuck with me, tell me that you fuck with me If you locked in, tell me that you locked in (That you locked in) You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (But you're top ten) You ain't my main hoe, bitch, but you're top ten (But you're top ten, ayy) New designer on my feet, this is not in (Yeah) Heard the nigga is an opp, we is not friends (Yeah) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Bring the box in, yeah) You know I got the Percs, bring the box in (Hey) Fell in love with me, she want my time Bought some new diamonds (Bought some new) Don't gotta shine (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, shawty know I'm one of a kind (Ooh) As soon as she leave, I'm on her mind (I'm on her mind) Ran out of patience, why are we waitin'? (Ah) I got a thing for you (Yeah, I got a thing) I'm tryna hang with you (I'm tryna hang) I got the gang here too (Yeah, yeah, ayy) If you fuck with me, tell me that you fuck with me If you locked in, tell me that you locked in If you fuck with me, tell me that you fuck with me If you locked in, tell me that you locked in
Writer(s): Kristopher Campbell, Marcus Rucker, Bobby Turner, Markies Deandre Conway Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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