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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smoove'L
Smoove'L
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lefty Frizzell Sanders
Lefty Frizzell Sanders
Songwriter
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Songwriter
Andre Loblack
Andre Loblack
Songwriter
Francis Gora
Francis Gora
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gilbert Valenzuela Jr.
Gilbert Valenzuela Jr.
Mixing Engineer
808 Melo
Producer
AXL BEATS
AXL BEATS
Producer
Franskiiz
Franskiiz
Producer

Songtexte

Yeah, woah, woah, woah Ahh, woah, woah, woah, ah Oh baby (Baby) Let's (let's) fuck one more time If your nigga keep runnin' you down Put your phone on D.N.D and pay him no mind (fuck that nigga) And this bitch really listen to me And it's so sad, this hoe out of line But I'm with the fuckery I like em' touchin' me just don't get close to my .9 (Yeah) Ksubi's on, I'm feeling wavy as ever (Feeling wavy as ever) If you do me wrong, I'ma move on to the better (I'ma move on to the better) Yeah, and I'm paranoid, so I just hold on my Beretta This bitch she a 'lil baddie Told the bitch to add me it's now or never (Yeah) And we met at New Apollos (New Apollos) And she fucked me for a ride (For a ride) And I'm turnt in the spot If he get to actin' stupid Imma get to shootin' watch his body drop (Bow) This night, it will never end I can't take a L all I do is win This hoe she just fronted on me now I'm mad I'm boutta go try up on her best friend These bitches be actin' hot, but they trash That's why I act blind in these Ray Bans I'm really a sex addict I just fucked Kesha now I'm boutta go link Raven, yeah It's really a litty night, this gold Magnums is gon' get me right They saved me from babies and girls going crazy I won't have a baby through the night (Can't have my baby) You know we be buggin, you know we be thugging You drop a four, then we start a fight You know we be buggin, you know we be thugging You drop a four, then we start a fight (Bow) Oh Baby Let's (let's) fuck one more time If your nigga keep runnin' you down Put your phone on D.N.D and pay him no mind (fuck that nigga) And this bitch really listen to me And it's so sad, this hoe out of line But I'm with the fuckery I like you touchin' me just don't get close to my .9 (Yeah) And we met at New Apollos (New Apollos) And she fucked me for a ride (For a ride) And I'm turnt in the spot If he get to actin' stupid Imma get to shootin' watch his body drop (Bow) Step out of my house, and look down I'm dripped out This bitch flirting with me Imma back my big dick out (Suck It) This big glizzy on my side, watch the bullets spit out (Bow) And I can't forget the gang all my niggas really dripped out (Yeah) I just seen my ex, and I rode by Nappy Boy from the 4 and I don't say hi Let's turn up a little more, that boat she drive Ice cup from the corner store, and we gettin' high Ksubis on, I'm feeling wavy as ever (Feeling wavy as ever) If you do me wrong, Imma move on to the better (Imma move on to the better) Yeah, and I'm paranoid, so I just hold on my beretta This bitch she a little baddie Told the bitch to add me it's now or never (Yeah) And we met at New Apollos (New Apollos) And she fucked me for a ride (Ride) And I'm turnt in the spot If he get to actin' stupid Imma get to shootin' watch his body drop (Bow) Yeah, ooh, baby Yeah, ooh, ooh, baby (Yeah, bitches love Smoove L) (Oh hold on hold on hold on, don't forget to follow me on Instagram)
Writer(s): Andre Loblack, Lefty Frizzell Sanders, Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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