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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plies
Plies
Vocals
Earth, Wind & Fire
Earth, Wind & Fire
Sampled Artist
T-Pain
T-Pain
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Gholson
Christopher Gholson
Songwriter
Algernod Washington
Algernod Washington
Songwriter
EDUARDO DEL-BARRIO
EDUARDO DEL-BARRIO
Songwriter
Faheem Najm
Faheem Najm
Songwriter
Ferrell Wayne Miles
Ferrell Wayne Miles
Songwriter
Maurice White
Maurice White
Songwriter
Verdine White
Verdine White
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Doug Sadler
Doug Sadler
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producer
Ensayne Wayne
Ensayne Wayne
Producer

Lyrics

What's happenin homie dis the one Plies man hey pain tell 'em Bout your shawty and I tell them bout mine Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my shawty 'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad I beat his ass for my shawty And we ain't did nothin that we ain't supposed to do 'Cause you my shawty Baby girl you know I be home, keep me on the ring tone shawty Sing it to me girl Soon as I seen her, shit told her I'd pay for it Lil mama the baddest thing 'round here and she already know it I pointed at the donk and told her this supposed to be yours Showed her a couple stacks and told her I'd let her blow it The hottest nigga in the city baby you can't ignore it I showed her I was a real nigga and she went for it First time I [called?] her shit, She ain't even know how to throw it back Now she an animal, I got her sex game right I taught her how to talk to me while she take pipe And opened her up and showed her what a real nigga like I told her I don't usually do this, I don't fuck on the first night 'Cause after I beat ya baby I'm liable to fuck up ya whole life I gotta train her, now she suck me with ice I call her my lil bustie baby cause she keep it tight Whenever I tell her to bust, ain't gotta tell her twice Whenever I wanna get off she know how to get me right Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my shawty 'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad I beat his ass for my shawty And we ain't did nothin that we ain't supposed to do 'Cause you my shawty Baby girl you know I be home, keep me on the ring tone shawty Sing it to me girl Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy I love to show her off, cause all the dope boys want her Know why they wanna beat [badly?], look at all that ass on her Look how that pussy sit up in them shorts, you gotta want her Love when she act like she bo-legged and bend the She proud to be fuckin me, cause I'm stuntin on 'em It feel good to be fuckin a real nigga don't'uh Ain't called her in two days, gotta let her mind wonder But when she miss me, she call to tell me to jump on her That's why I don't mind breakin her off, cause she aint with the drama If you done ripped her before, you know how to cuff lil mama You know she gotta be somethin, cause I done beat [?] snatchin [?], I'm tellin ya, I promise I exposed her to real, and now she hate lame Member she used to run from me, now she like pain She call me sometimes just to ask is it her thing Ever since I ran up in shawty she ain't been the same Even though I'm not your man, you not my girl I'ma call you my shawty 'Cause I can't stand to see you treated bad I beat his ass for my shawty And we ain't did nothin that we ain't supposed to do 'Cause you my shawty Baby girl you know I be home, keep me on the ring tone shawty Sing it to me girl Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy Whoa w-w-whoa whoa whoa whooooa whoa whoa Whoa w-w-whoa shawtyyyyy
Writer(s): Verdine White, Christopher James Gholson, Ferrell Wayne Miles, Algernod Lanier Washington, Maurice White, Eduardo G. Del-barrio, Faheem Najm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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