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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Term & Rvchet
Term & Rvchet
Performer
Dappy
Dappy
Vocals
Noizy
Noizy
Vocals
Ay Em
Ay Em
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Term & Rvchet
Term & Rvchet
Composer
Dappy
Dappy
Composer
Noizy
Noizy
Composer
Ay Em
Ay Em
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Term & Rvchet
Term & Rvchet
Producer

Lyrics

Term, Ratchet, turn me up now, yeah Ooh Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, ooh, she got me tempted Spendin' all this mula, got me losin' all my senses Bae, and yeah, I come up in the trenches Forget that small talk and just come feel how big the length is (woi, woi, woi) Yeah, no, your friends can't tell me nothing (nada) Bunch of chatty pattys No batty, why they fronting? (fronting) It's like they always on you when they know you're up to something Baby, less is more, more time, say nothin' It's all good when mister right try approach you Then the girl that's with you starts moving antisocial Think about it, usually your girl be hella vocal You put two and two and realise that was her goal too Tryna make the most of the night, night, night, night Wanna see the two of you whine, whine, whine We turn up every night and day Fuck it, we gon' probably die this way (die this way) Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust See, all that money couldn't buy no trust Armani (mm) Cavali (mm) Gucci (mm) Gabbana (mm) She want it (uh) She love it (what?) She'll do anything, ooh, just to own it I love it how she thinks she got it Tryna look all bossy with a next man's profit (ooh) You had it all now you lost it 'Cause I gave you my all and you gave me just gossip (ah) Ayy, fuck your love letter You gotta know better You're just a next ting Man a trend setter You're just an ex now And we just fucked now Rich lifestyle but that's mine though Tryna make the most of the night, night, night I wanna see the both of you whine, whine, whine Lights, camera, action, that's her passion All she want is fame (only I can make it happen) Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Even though I got my money up, I ain't covered, covered Trap, be counting numbers, still problem solving She say I'm full of tricks like hocus pocus Baby, turn around and just hold this poking Huh, she span around (uh) Gave it to her good, now she wanna run me down My YG, he even got a runner now Sick of runnin' into feds when I wanna run around All these nice vibes, darling, can I take you next time? Go somewhere, somewhere we can get our head right Big batty, I ain't worried 'bout your chest size Oh, these VV's, baby, ain't no S-size Tryna make the most of the night, night, night, night I wanna see the both of you whine, whine, whine (whine) Said it is what it is, let a young brudda live You know how it is (you know how it is) Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust Ooh, the way she back it up She cost too much She an expensive touch Ooh, that's some expensive lust But all that money couldn't buy no trust
Writer(s): Costadinos Contostavlos, Laidi Saliasi, Shaquille Douglas, Daniel Caruana, Jacob Mckenzie, Jamal Graham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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