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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Songwriter
Esteban Crandle
Esteban Crandle
Songwriter
Aaron Rogers
Aaron Rogers
Songwriter
Rashard Johnson
Rashard Johnson
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Antwan Thompson
Antwan Thompson
Producer
Brian Springer
Brian Springer
Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mixing Engineer
Hersh
Hersh
Assistant Engineer
The Breed
The Breed
Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

A 100 thou, 3 kilos, my chain is illegal My life a Tarantino, tomorrow you in the sequel It's big dollars fuckin with this big screen Shit done got crazy on the side lately, turn it on screen Kick it like dojo, know you used to the finer things Raised from good homes, imagine how that pussy leak Hood Mona Lis', model for me in that lingerie Diamond covered rosary, say a prayer then I eat Downtown penthouse in the city, sleep All six bitches still high from last week Back at it, the routine is automatic They love my aesthetics, I love they ass clappin It's all sex, we do it the best on the west They say I walk around like I got a S on my chest As I long ordered, that bitch coming tomorrow King shit, [?], who think [?], come on I see you workin' that baby You need to bring your ass to the Westside Tonight we tryin' to freak some Bring a friend, bring a friend, it's a threesome So tell me girl what you drinking? We gon' have a good time, it's a party So bring your ass to the Westside Look, Virginia nigga on a California king size Pull your panties to the left, let it G slide Bonnie & Clyde, ride or die That's what you need right? Her daddy OG, she grew up on the East Side Bumpin' and humpin' like it's nothing, feel like a assmatic 69 her favorite, that's simple mathematics And she can tell by my eyes I love that ass-clapping A nigga looking surprised, she got my name tatted She a fan, fuck any nigga affiliated Went from drug dealing to sports, this bitch don' graduated But I deal with her, and let her think she made it I'mma spend it all, shit I'm just playing baby A 100k for the strippers, just me and my niggas After that we party with bitches and sippin' on liquor Inhalate them niggas, let them tats fly That's how we do it on the Westside I see you workin' that baby You need to bring your ass to the Westside Tonight we tryin' to freak some Bring a friend, bring a friend, it's a threesome So tell me girl what you drinking? We gon' have a good time, it's a party So bring your ass to the Westside You ready? Just give me a sign, girl Cause that body looks amazing, girl And I'm ready to give you the time of your life, baby I think you deserve a change Girl I'm falling in love tonight, my hand up your thigh I see you don't give a fuck tonight, girl show you right Let's not waste our time, like it's a 9 to 5 Me and you, both together Getting freaky on the Westside Girl i see you!!! I see you workin' that baby You need to bring your ass to the Westside Tonight we tryin' to freak some Bring a friend, bring a friend, it's a threesome So tell me girl what you drinking? We gon' have a good time, it's a party So bring your ass to the Westside
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, Michael Stevenson, Esteban Crandle, Antwan J. Thompson, Aaron Rogers, Rashard Jackson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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