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Listen to HO4ME (feat. Lil Baby & A Boogie wit da Hoodie) - Single by DJ Drama
ALBUMHO4ME (feat. Lil Baby & A Boogie wit da Hoodie) - SingleDJ Drama
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T Kee
T Kee
Songwriter
Arthur Putman Jr.
Arthur Putman Jr.
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Daniel Nduwimana
Daniel Nduwimana
Songwriter
Dominique JONES
Dominique JONES
Songwriter
Robert Gilmartin
Robert Gilmartin
Songwriter
Tyree Simmons
Tyree Simmons
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T Kee
T Kee
Producer
AJ Ruined My Record
AJ Ruined My Record
Producer
Kookup
Kookup
Producer
Fivecrzy
Fivecrzy
Producer
Royce Monroe
Royce Monroe
Engineer
Leslie Brathwaithe
Leslie Brathwaithe
Mixing Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Finis "KY" White
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Engineer

Lyrics

Uh-um I like to welcome y'all out To the well anticipated Well rejuvenated Album mode of DJ Drama Oh yeah (oh yeah) I'm really like that I brought a couple friends with me to show you Boogie, holler at 'em She know I go in She be like where the fuck you goin'? I tell her "I be workin'" I know she know what I be doin', yeah-yeah, uh And we be sinnin', yeah, fuckin' all in the kitchen, yeah You my wife, but I'ma treat you like a friend, yeah-yeah, uh, my girlfriend My girlfriend Creepin' on the low, I guess that's get back Fuckin' then it's over, bring my shit back She like street niggas, but she don't like what it come with Here come all of your friends again makin' they comments You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit I got money on my mind, and she don't get that shit My shirt was Saint Laurent before the get back I was in the 'burban, tinted out and it was pitch black You movin' white, nigga, fuck around and push your shit back (your shit back) Don't you go and get your shit snatched My niggas been thirsty lately, I had to tell them "Relax", mm I know some BK niggas that'll get you kidnapped And I was swervin' on my way to you, to hit that Creepin' on the low, I guess that's get back Fuckin' then it's over, bring my shit back She like street niggas, but she don't like what it come with Here come all of your friends again makin' they comments You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Uh, yeah, me and my bitch we chillin' Don't wanna cum too fast, procrastinate when I'm in it I could get pussy all the time when I feel like gettin' There's a lot up on my mind, I don't feel like dealin' with it I wanna make love to you, feelin' it You only tell me that you love me when you feelin' it Put bubbles in the tub, make it interesting Even if they say you a "Dub", girl, you still a ten She know I go in She be like "Where the fuck you goin'?" I tell her that I be workin', I know you know that you my girlfriend, yeah-yeah, uh And we be sinnin', yeah, fuckin' all in the kitchen, yeah You my wife, but I'ma treat you like a friend, yeah-yeah, uh, my girlfriend My girlfriend Creepin' on the low, I guess that's get back Fuckin' then it's over, bring my shit back She like street niggas, but she don't like what it come with Here come all of your friends again makin' they comments You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit You get mad, spazz, we arguin' 'bout some dumb shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit Okay, you right, this your show, you run shit Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Baby, take it slow for me Never mention "No" to me, turn into a hoe for me Gangsta Grillz Baby See, that's what I love about you You can be so wholesome Yet, still some hoe-some Ha-ha-ha Boogie Wham Dram I know you like that
Writer(s): Artist Julius Dubose, Dominique Armani Jones, Daniel Nduwimana, Tyree Cinque Simmons, R Gilmartin, T Kee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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