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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Mustard
Producer
Official
Official
Producer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Mustard on the beat, hoe I been up 'til morning through the late night I can't get no sleep, the money all mine I like that dress on you when it's skintight I'ma work your body in the overtime I'ma work your body (body) I'ma work your body (body) Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell Baby, I won't tell nobody It's the freak in you, so thotty With that tongue you get so naughty How you ride it like Ducatti Don't give that to anybody Baby, I kiss it gentle, get in your mental (yeah) Stretch your body out like a limo (yeah) One on one, teach you fundamentals I like that thong but I'm not like SisQó And you got my rocket hard like a missile (bah) I load my clip, shoot it like a pistol (bah) I can get that pussy, I'm optimistic (yeah) Rush that foreplay, right to lickin' Yeah, I'm creepin' (creepin'), and I'm deep in (deep in) Yeah, it's slippery (slippery), and it's leakin' (leakin') You're my freak (freak, freak), for the weekend (for the weekend) Don't tell nobody, it's a secret I been up 'til morning through the late night I can't get no sleep, the money all mine I like that dress on you when it's skintight I'ma work your body in the overtime I'ma work your body (body) I'ma work your body (body) Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret) Go missy (go), go easy (go) Bounce that ass like you doin' it for TV We made a sextape, got it on repeat And it's our little personal thing, thing Bet I make the shit hot, got it on spring bling He can get you promise ring, I can get you everything You know I'm a big dawg, niggas know my pedigree I'ma stunt hard 'til I'm old in my 70s And the watch so bright, niggas say it's heavenly And you know the way I make her cum, she won't ever leave Fuck her like it's two of me, I don't need a tag team Know your friend is a groupie, we can make this shit a group thing I don't need nobody else Way you ride that dick, you gon' need a seatbelt, woah, woah I been up 'til morning through the late night I can't get no sleep, the money all mine I like that dress on you when it's skintight I'ma work your body in the overtime I'ma work your body (body) I'ma work your body (body) Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell Baby, I won't tell nobody (It's a secret) I'ma work your body (body) I'ma work your body (body) Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell Baby, I won't tell nobody (it's a secret) I been up 'til morning through the late night I can't get no sleep, the money all mine I like that dress on you when it's skintight I'ma work your body in the overtime I'ma work your body I'ma work your body Baby, I won't tell, no, I won't tell Baby, I won't tell nobody I'ma work your body into overtime I'ma work your body I'ma work your body into overtime
Writer(s): Terry Lewis, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Jimmy Jam, Michael Stevenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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