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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Posner
Mike Posner
Performer
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Performer
Ari Levine
Ari Levine
Performer
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Posner
Mike Posner
Songwriter
Bruno Mars
Bruno Mars
Songwriter
Ari Levine
Ari Levine
Songwriter
Philip Lawrence
Philip Lawrence
Songwriter
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Christopher "Brody" Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Levine
Ari Levine
Engineer
The Smeezingtons
The Smeezingtons
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Once I throw on this, once I throw on this, it's over girl Once I throw on this, once I throw on this, it's over girl I hear you knock knock knock baby come on up I hope you got got got something in yo' cup 'Cause I'm three shots deep and I ain't tryna sleep Get your Red Bull on 'cause I'm ready You've been playin' hard to get with me all night We both know exactly what you want right Don't tell me what you won't do Tell me whatchu gon' do, whatchu gon' do Once I throw on this bow chicka wow, wow Whatchu gonna say? You act like you gon' leave But I know that you gon' stay Break it down dicky down, down Girl don't even play Once I set the mood right I'ma make sound like I'ma make you sound like You tryna make me wait wait wait 'til the second date But I can't, can't, can't even contemplate Waiting one more minute lemme jump in it I brought you flowers and a teddy You've been playin' hard to get with me all night We both know exactly what you want right Don't tell me what you won't do Tell me what you gon' do, whatchu gon' do Once I throw on this bow chicka wow, wow Whatchu gonna say? You act like you gon leave But I know that you gon' stay Break it down dicky down, down Girl don't even play Once I set the mood right I'ma make you sound like Yeah, I can make it sound like Uh, I got a leather couch, and a black mic And we all know what it sound like The night was dead, we found life I know I talk shit, but it sound right You say you can't, but that's unfair Gotta give something, something's gotta give I bet you love it, I win the bet Now we laying up, ha, cigarettes Now I ain't even gotta say shit To make you feel alright, girl, you know you like that (oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh-whoa) (Oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh) Say I ain't even gotta say shit to make you feel alright Girl, you know you like that (oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh-whoa) Oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh Once I throw on this bow chicka wow, wow Whatchu gonna say You act like you gon' leave But I know that you gon' stay Break it down dicky down, down Girl don't even play Once I set the mood right I'ma make you sound like Yeah, I'ma, yeah I'ma make ya Once I throw on this, once I throw on this, it's over girl Once I throw on this, once I throw on this, it's over girl Once I throw on this, once I throw on this, it's over girl
Writer(s): Peter Gene Hernandez, Ari Levine, Christopher Steven Brown, Philip Martin Lawrence Ii, Mike Posner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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