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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amrithavarshini Muralikrishnan
Amrithavarshini Muralikrishnan
Songwriter
Rande Wells
Rande Wells
Songwriter
Pradeep Kumar Madana
Pradeep Kumar Madana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Madana
Peter Madana
Producer
Se7enPM Recordings
Se7enPM Recordings
Engineer

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She drop it down like it's rooted, booty heavy recruited See me I ain't no YG see me I could never boot it She gimme shot imma shoot it Stole the shit like it's looted See me I be up on it, you get it man better prove it If she was the post I'd be the mail, and she make her kegal swell Classy and she's hood, she do hair and she got weed for sale So happy might be Pharrell, act right you might see Chanel Have ya rims flickin' like a booger off a fingernail That's why me and her split Homie she deserved it Women get the tripping I be sippin' like a Kermit It was already open and she parked without a permit Homie she was smart she saw the bag and she secured it So I never swear it bruh, see I got no competitors You can never get her bro you ugly plus's yo credit suck Yo vet it ain't red enough so gone and get you lettuce up Booty got a motor on it girl go head and rev it up Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Yeah) Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Yeah) Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Yeah) Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Yeah) Haters be talking they get the back of the hand Seeing me is so rare, like being black in Japan I be traveling lands, while I be stacking my grands See it's The Musical Doc, so glad T made you a fan Turned a shot into a swing, money Yao into the Ming When you see me bring a friend cause heat is all a sista bring When I toot and do my ting, they proposing with the ring Homie chill and realize that every queen don't need a king I be sleeping on the road you be sneaking in my coach You and your man, you remind me of a Smeagol and a roach By the way I sing flow, bring the brinks up to the dough And baby back that thing up on me like I'm diesel in the post, whoop Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Oh she can toot it) Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Oh she can toot it) Goin' on toot it, baby go ahead and toot it (Yeah)
Writer(s): Amrithavarshini Muralikrishnan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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