Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Lead Vocals
BOBBY CHIN
BOBBY CHIN
Background Vocals
Willie Chin
Willie Chin
Background Vocals
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Top Cat
Top Cat
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahron Brathwaite
Jahron Brathwaite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Producer
Evan Stewart
Evan Stewart
Assistant Engineer
Noah Cadastre
Noah Cadastre
Engineer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Colin "Spenceselah" Spencer
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Engineer
Noel Cadastre
Noel Cadastre
Engineer
Noel Campbell
Noel Campbell
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Gotta get real again, gotta get real again Know, you got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas I want you, I want you To turn up on me every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Lightskin got you new, new, do Even look like Lauren Lo too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit the strip, check my money length Sorry if my whip covered in dank 'Cause I've been rollin' with this skunk all day All these bitches know that you're my nigga I ain't trippin' off of any of your niggas 'Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas Five niggas, six niggas, I ain't give a shit about shit, nigga Girl, I see you Know, you got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas I want you, I want you To turn up on me every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Lightskin got you new, new, do Even look like Lauren Lo too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit the strip, check my money length Sorry if my whip covered in dank 'Cause I've been rollin' with this skunk all day All these bitches know that you're my nigga I ain't trippin' off of any of your niggas 'Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas Five niggas, six niggas, I ain't give a shit about shit, nigga Girl, I see you Only special request fi the gyal dem (girl, I) From north, south, east and west For the body ah look good you know y'haffi (girl, I) God bless, bruk wild, bruk a man spine (girl, I) God bless, bruk wild, bruk a man spine (gotta get real again) Ah, girl, you must be doin' magic Girl, you must be doin' magic Turn fuckin' you to a habit I could name a lot of things any other man Won't do for you, I do for you When I hit you at your condo real late Check the scene to see that you straight Then cut like kids' cake I got that feelin' for you, that feelin' that you crave Each time I do it for you, I make that bad pussy behave Now pop it, bottles, the top is so open The budget, I'm Party, so fuck it The concierge told me my new baby looking like LeToya Luckett Let my money get older and older, and older, and older like Regis And she will not fuck with no broke nigga No, nigga, only the richest Know, you got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas and I got bitches You got niggas I want you, I want you To turn up on me every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Lightskin got you new, new, do Even look like Lauren Lo too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit the strip, check my money length Sorry if my whip covered in dank 'Cause I've been rollin' with this skunk all day All these bitches know that you're my nigga I ain't trippin' off of any of your niggas 'Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas Five niggas, six niggas, I ain't give a shit about shit, nigga Girl, I, girl, I Yeah, shout the girls from the East who know what's good with me, yeah (girl, let's) Shout the ones from the West know what's good with PND, oh-oh (g-girl, let's) Stories of you and your girls is all I hear (girl, let's) Who do you fuck in the city when I'm not there? I owe you time Let's plan somethin' out when I come back from Europe Swear I'm withholdin' my urges 'til you get this one-on-one shit like your name Katie Couric I gotta get you those snow tires for your Mercedes, I'm glad you reminded me, baby All of these things slip my mind, it's been crazy Bite on your shoulder, I know that's your favorite Touching yourself to that video we made a month ago You a freak and your cover's blown How you talked me into sendin' that to you, I'll never know Fuck it, girl, I'm 'bout whatever though Yeah, I guess a nigga just believe in you and that's proof for you Could name a lot of things any other man won't do for you I'll do it for you, that's real I want you To turn up on me every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Lightskin got you new, new, do Even look like Lauren Lo too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit the strip, check my money length Sorry if my whip covered in dank 'Cause I've been rollin' with this skunk all day All these bitches know that you're my nigga I ain't trippin' off of any of your niggas 'Cause I don't care about your nigga, four niggas Five niggas, six niggas, I ain't give a shit about shit, nigga Girl, I see you
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, John Bruce Macgillivray, Anthony Codrington, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, Christopher Lane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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