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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belly
Belly
Vocals
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Chauncey Hollis
Chauncey Hollis
Songwriter
Roget Chahayed
Roget Chahayed
Songwriter
William Roberts II
William Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
Faris Al-Majed
Faris Al-Majed
Recording Engineer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Roget Chahayed
Roget Chahayed
Producer

Lyrics

She kissed the tip, but she gon' slurp the whole thang soon (wow) She don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon I said, "Hoes will be hoes, so I don't blame you" (I don't) Too fat for the Ferrari, I got no leg room Slide (slide) I ain't your main or your side But when you wanna pull up, you can slide (when you wanna pull up, you can slide) She don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon Never did Pilates (no), she got her money up and did her body (yup) We been waxing on and off, I'm the kid karate Now she look like a photocopy, she acting cocky (woo) The sloppy sound like a Kawasaki That's why I got no love for these demons, these women come and go (go) Wipe your nose, take a bump for this bumpy road Say you roll with me, but I don't hear it in your undertone (I don't) Fighting over thrones, getting overthrown Told her hold the phone (bitch) Bitch, you blocked, all you gettin' is a busy tone (yeah) I'm paying bail 'til I bring the whole city home (yes) Fuck with me, I can show you how it really go You be acting different every time I'm in your city though She kissed the tip, but she gon' slurp the whole thang soon (wow) She don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon I said, "Hoes will be hoes, so I don't blame you" (I don't) Too fat for the Ferrari, I got no leg room Slide (slide) (M-) I ain't your main or your side But when you wanna pull up, you can slide (when you wanna pull up, you can slide) (Every night) she don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon (every party, baby) (Maybach Music) Bitches all on my dick Like I bought 'em a brick (huh) Her pussy a beast Like she pissed on my seats My niggas intact My niggas react All this money keep comin' Maybe I need to relax (huh) Don't be feedin' me that (uh-uh) Keep feedin' me stacks (boss) She snorted some white She want it for life Bitches giggle a lot When you dribble the rock Like Jay, Neevay n' Ye With a criminal plot (uh-huh) Might send her two shots (ahaha) Tequila on ice (damn) I won't pay for no pussy Pussy will read me my rights (facts) When they lay me to rest Baby, lay me in ice (boss) Diamonds lay on my chest As I wait for my Christ She kissed the tip, but she gon' slurp the whole thang soon (shh) She don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon (Maybach Music) I said, "Hoes will be hoes, so I don't blame you" (I don't) Too fat for the Ferrari, I got no leg room Slide (slide) I ain't your main or your side But when you wanna pull up, you can slide (when you wanna pull up, you can slide) She don't ever eat, but she got a cocaine spoon (She got a cocaine spoon, she got a cocaine spoon)
Writer(s): Ahmad Balshe, William Leonard Roberts, Chauncey Alexander Hollis, Roget Lutfi Chahayed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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