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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Levent Geiger
Levent Geiger
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Lamont Hawkins
Chauncey Lamont Hawkins
Songwriter
Erick Sermon
Erick Sermon
Songwriter
Parish "PMD" Smith
Parish "PMD" Smith
Songwriter
Nicky Ryan
Nicky Ryan
Songwriter
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Eith Ni-Bhraonain
Eith Ni-Bhraonain
Songwriter
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Songwriter
Leland Wayne
Leland Wayne
Songwriter
Mario Winans
Mario Winans
Songwriter
Michael Jones
Michael Jones
Songwriter
Parrish Smith
Parrish Smith
Songwriter
Peter Lee Johnson
Peter Lee Johnson
Songwriter
Roma Ryan
Roma Ryan
Songwriter
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Levent Geiger
Levent Geiger
Producer
Jonathan Castelli
Jonathan Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Somebody said they saw you The person you were kissing wasn't me And І would never ask you І just kept it to myself I don't wanna know If you're playing me, keep it on the low 'Cause my heart can't take it anymore And if you're creepin', please don't let it show Oh baby, I don't wanna know I think about it when I hold you When looking in your eyes, I can't believe And I don't need to know the truth But baby, keep it to yourself I don't wanna know If you're playing me, keep it on the low 'Cause my heart can't take it anymore And if you're creepin', please don't let it show Oh baby, I don't wanna know Did he touch you better than me? (Touch you better than me) Did he watch you fall asleep (watch you fall asleep) Did you show him all those things that you used to do to me? If you're better off that way (better off that way) Baby, all that I can say (all that I can say) If you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me Had me crushing, I was cuffing like the precinct How you go from housewife to a sneaky link? Got you riding 'round in all type of Benzes and Rovers Girl, you used to ride in the rinky-dink I'm the one, put you in Eliantte Fashion Nova model, I put you on the runway You was rocking coach, bags got you Chane'-ne' Side bitch in Frisco, I call her my bay-bae І got a girl but І still feel alone If you playing me that mean my home ain't home Having nightmares of going through your phone Can't even record, you got me out my zone I don't wanna know If you're playing me, keep it on the low 'Cause my heart can't take it anymore And if you're creepin', please don't let it show Oh baby, I don't wanna know If you're playing me, keep it on the low 'Cause my heart can't take it anymore And if you're creepin', please don't let it show Oh baby, I don't wanna know If you creepin' just don't let me find out Get a hotel, never bring him to the house If you're better off that way, baby, all that I can say If you're gonna do your thing, then don't come back to me
Writer(s): Chauncey Hawkins, Erick Sermon, Parrish Joseff Smith, Mario Winans, Roma Ryan, Nicky Ryan, Eithne Ni Bhraonain, Michael Carlos Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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