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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Vocals
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mario Mims
Mario Mims
Songwriter
Darius Henry
Darius Henry
Songwriter
Clemens Gabrysch
Clemens Gabrysch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Dee
Yung Dee
Producer
Clemsy
Clemsy
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Jorge Ace Taveras
Jorge Ace Taveras
Recording Engineer
Liz Robson
Liz Robson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Dee, you poppin' yo' shit, nigga) Gotti, you got one Yeah, yeah, she the one Yeah, yeah, she the one (oh yeah) Yeah, look (she the one) I gave my bitch a lil' AmEx and told her to lay back and bought her a Patek too I'm not comin' home, I'm gettin' to the money, bae, so don't give me no attitude (yeah) I might not be holdin' yo' hand, but givin' you bands, I'm nothin' like yo' last dude (she the one) Louboutin heels or Christian Dior of course if I buy her tennis shoes (gangsta grillz, you bastards) (She fuckin' with us?) Yeah, yeah (she won) She the one, yeah, yeah (baby) She the one (you one of one) Yeah, look (Mr. Thanksgiving) I gave my bitch a lil' AmEx and told her to lay back and bought her a Patek too I'm not comin' home, I'm gettin' to the money, bae, so don't give me no attitude (yeah) I might not be holdin' yo' hand, but givin' you bands, I'm nothin' like yo' last dude (she the one) Louboutin heels or Christian Dior of course if I buy her tennis shoes Can I look you dead in your eye when we sexin'? (Sexin'), 'cause I'm really into you Yeah, you give me butterflies in my stomach (you do), like we still in middle school And you give me nervous vibes when I'm missin' you, girl, I'm a gangsta, and you got me kissin' you First time, it was some shit I'd never do (she the one) Bought her a Wagen, ain't into braggin', she want a bag, she know she gettin' it She know I ain't arguin', I'm talkin' 'bout regardless So all that naggin', I ain't wit' it, I'm in the streets, I gotta get it She lookin' sexy, I gotta feel it, she all on the 'Gram, I'm likin' her pictures Better unfollow all 'em niggas I'm in the limelight, she in the limelight, whatever Head on the turnpike, head at the red light, wherever She say, "It's on sight", I say, "It's on sight", even better I get the money, we fuck it off together Welcome to Memphis, come check out my neighborhood Come to the trap and see how we really do it (yup) First hundred thousand (frrt), first ten million (frr) We blew that shit fast (frr), yeah, nigga, we runnin' through it Make a wish, I'll be your genie (I am) Peerin' out a Lamborghini (one), Saint Lucia, no bikini Baby, fuck me like you mean it (she the one) Baby, fuck me like you dreamin', if you wanna role play, I'm the wise guy (I am) I heard all good girls have fantasies of fuckin' on a bad guy (the one) Can I watch you count five million in your lingerie? (Frrt) Fuck a rose, this a Rolls-Royce (yeah), e'ry day, like Valentine's Day (for real) Know my house like a getaway (yeah), playin' with you on the interstate Hit the mall, blow a 100K (frrt), go to Paris for a dinner date Start a business, I'ma be the bank, do it all, never say you can't Bedroom, tryna make you faint, real pressure, what the fuck you think? She the one (gangsta grizzill) The one Yeah, nigga, she the one The one (Dee, you poppin' yo' shit, nigga) (Dramatic) she the one
Writer(s): Mario Mims, Darius Henry, Clemens Gabrysch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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