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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fantasia
Fantasia
Vocals
Kelly Rowland
Kelly Rowland
Vocals
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Songwriter
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Songwriter
Al Sherrod Lambert
Al Sherrod Lambert
Songwriter
Kyle Stewart
Kyle Stewart
Songwriter
FANTASIA MONIQUE BARRINO
FANTASIA MONIQUE BARRINO
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Trehy Harris
Trehy Harris
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Carlos King
Carlos King
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Harmony Samuels
Harmony Samuels
Producer
Jose Cardoza
Jose Cardoza
Engineer
Lonny Bereal
Lonny Bereal
Vocal Producer

Lyrics

(Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you) Really gon' make me Expose you for exactly what you are, you are And I'm feeling a little wavy So right now I don't mind pulling your card (Fakin' shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) And as hard as you try To hide reality, why We know the truth (So act brand new if you want to) But what would you be without me? Where would you be without me? So what you blowing up just a little They knowing you a little Don't give a finger in the middle Cause little nigga you will never be without me Where would you be without me? So what you blowing up just a little They knowing you a little Don't give a finger in the middle Cause little nigga you will never be Oh na na, oh na Oh na na, oh na Oh na na, oh na Oh na na, oh na You tell 'em that you make big moves But tell 'em what you really do Do you really wanna play this game (Fakin' shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit will kill you, boy I know the real you) You should tell 'em what you really like Tell 'em you ain't 'bout that life I've put you on, I let you shine Now you so fly... shit blows my mind (Oh, oh) And as hard as you try To hide reality, why We know the truth (So act brand new if you want to) Boy you think I'm stupid? What you think I'm clueless? You keep chasing them girls Boy you get the deuces I'm sick of your excuses Without me how can you do it? Do bad all by myself Nigga yo dick useless Dude I don't need your sex (your sex) I'm moving to the next (the next) You frontin' man, you stuntin' man You're worser than my ex (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) You think that shit funny? We know the truth boy, keep it one hundred (Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you) (Fakin' shit gone kill you, boy I know the real you)
Writer(s): Melissa A. Elliott, Harmony David Samuels, Fantasia Monique Barrino, Kyle Norman Stewart Ii, Al Sherrod Lambert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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