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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pusha T
Pusha T
Vocals
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Programming
Christina Nicholas
Christina Nicholas
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony Vilchis
Anthony Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Everything don't need to be addressed The pull-up's like a FedEx truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff Wake your ass up where you rest On time, like an Amazon truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff Buffalo shrimp from Mahi Mah's Coke deals upstairs at the Ramada The ocean front motels was popular And crack was cemented phenomenon Elected Presidential was on my arm Red stripe Pradas, and on and on Driving a fiend, car dangerous, extremely armed Shout to the branches, Antoine and Sean Some niggas play different, involve your mom Sister, aunt, niece, duct tape them all We only in this sport to be LeBrons When you're used to platinum, that gold be bronze You're favorite rapper's dressing like Comic Con These necklaces is different, from charm to charm Bury drug money from lawn to lawn We learn from the wizards and Poppa Ron's Everything don't need to be addressed The pull-up's like a FedEx truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff Wake your ass up where you rest On time, like an Amazon truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff Calling my bluff, gon' answer, "Hello" Service with a smile when I hand out halos Shot clock shooters when I point 'em, they go Now everybody asking what happened, they know (they know) Rather watch the sunset in Turks and Caicos Eating conch fritters with chips and queso's Don't make me call my TTGs with Dracos Who all got amnesia until the case closed Sometimes I wish my fanbase was more like J Cole's But dope boys gotta be the man like they know How many more car faxes must get exposed Imaginary shipments, fictitious payloads You should listen to 'em on the platforms they on The villains, the killings, no ceilings, I yawn Niggas acting like we can't pop up, hey Yawn We specialize in not getting locked up, Akon (Ahaha, I don't feel like they get that) Everything don't need to be addressed The pull-up's like a FedEx truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff Wake your ass up where you rest On time, like an Amazon truck I can send some niggas 'round there right now 1-800-Call-My-Bluff
Writer(s): Pharrell Williams, Terrence Thornton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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