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B-Lovee & G Herbo - My Everything (Part III) [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Lovee
B-Lovee
Vocals
B Lovee
B Lovee
Vocals
Mary J. Blige
Mary J. Blige
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Qwayshawn Cannon
Qwayshawn Cannon
Songwriter
Cashmere Small
Cashmere Small
Songwriter
Linda Creed
Linda Creed
Songwriter
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Songwriter
John Starks
John Starks
Songwriter
Hachidai Nakamura
Hachidai Nakamura
Songwriter
Rokusuke Ei
Rokusuke Ei
Songwriter
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
Thomas Bell
Thomas Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cash Cobain
Cash Cobain
Producer
Abdulhafeez Yussuf
Abdulhafeez Yussuf
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh, ooh Grrah, grrah She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it (ah) Bad lil' bitch, not basic, give you my time, you better not waste it (grrah-grrah) We catch a opp, no waitin', like (like what?) We just gon' up in broad day shit (uh-huh) Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like Ain't no where you can go when them bullets start rainin' No, I ain't mad, that ain't my hoe, like (that ain't my hoe) He think he it, but he not though (he not though) She let me hit in a Tahoe (let me hit in a Tahoe) Made any packs off a iPhone (uh-huh) Fuckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (uh-huh) Tote on this knocker, I can't stop for police Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police I heard that he slidin', he bang for his homies I heard he got knocked and start blamin' his homies (like what?) He claim that thot, but he ain't the only (ain't the only) Droppin' OY, that shouldn't be on me (be on me) She get off the 'Migo then ride like a pony (like huh?) Kay in the cut and he dangerous (uh-huh) She act bad with the jatty, she know how to shake it (and she know how to) I act bad with the beam on the ratty, I don't gotta chase it (uh) Put the beam on the bag, then flame it (grrah-grrah, boom) Ask around town, you know I ain't basic (grrah, grrah-grrah) If I give you some time, I just hope you don't waste it (grh) Baby girl come here, come here, let me taste it Ever catch you cheatin', I'ma up and flame it (grrah-grrah) She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it (ah) Bad lil' bitch, not basic, give you my time, you better not waste it (garrah-grrah) We catch a opp, no waitin', like (like what?) We just gon' up in broad day shit (uh-huh) Feelin' like Wick 'cause the way that I aim it, like Ain't no where you can go when them bullets start rainin' No, I ain't mad, that ain't my hoe, like (that ain't my hoe) He think he it, but he not though (he not though) She let me hit in a Tahoe (let me hit in a Tahoe) Made any packs off a iPhone (uh-huh) Fuckin' her good, so she keep callin' my phone (uh-huh) Tote on this knocker, I can't stop for police Heard he a shooter, I heard he was police (She actin' naughty, she want me to spank it) (Bad lil' bitch, not basic) (Give you my time, you better not waste it)
Writer(s): Thomas Randolph Bell, Cash Cobain, Qwayshawn Cannon, James Samuel Iii Harris, Linda Creed, Terry Lewis, Fred Wesley, John Starks, James Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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