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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Doja Cat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devon " Rhys " Roberts
Devon " Rhys " Roberts
Songwriter
London Holmes
London Holmes
Songwriter
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Songwriter
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Tommy Brown
Tommy Brown
Songwriter
Philip Cornish
Philip Cornish
Songwriter
Luther Campbell
Luther Campbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer
Devon " Rhys " Roberts
Devon " Rhys " Roberts
Producer
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Producer
Rian Lewis
Rian Lewis
Recording Engineer
Jesse Ray Ernster
Jesse Ray Ernster
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Take it down, take it down (yeah, yeah, yeah), meh Take it down, take it down (yeah, you stupid, stinky), meh Take it down, take it down (yeah, you stupid, stinky), meh We got London (yah) on da Track Let me get it started Round one, fight (let's go) Round two, ice (come on) Round three, bye (let's get it and go) Let me get it started, yeah Round one, fight (fight) Round two, ice Round three, bye Okay, I don't mean to instigate Y'all really phone it in with the music lately I don't need another hit 'cause it's useless really I ain't lookin' good, you hallucinatin' Every time I hear 'em talk I assume they crazy You could open up for me, "Who are you? First lady?" Shut it down, mid-show tell 'em, "Fuck you, pay me" That's a new Mercedes, I am graduatin' (yah, yeah) Let me get it started Round one, fight (fight) Round two, ice (put up) Round three, bye (put up, put up), bitch Let me get it started (c'mon), yeah Round one, fight (yeah, huh) Round two, ice (yeah) Round three (yeah, I said), bye Yeah, and it's so much ice (so much) She wanna hit me, I said, "No Mike Tyson" (no Mike) In 2050 they won't know you, Otis (ah-huh) A hunnid billies, I'm the G.O.A.T, no Eilish (yeah) You full of Remy, now your face look tired (yeah) Use to be the baby, ma, you Marten now (who's that?) You gon' need another doc, can't talk me down You better pick her up 'cause hoes brawlin' now, so come buck up Let me get it started (yeah) Round one, fight (let's go) Round two, ice (ayy) Round three, bye (I thought you did somethin'), bitch Let me get it started, yeah Round one (yeah), fight Round two, ice (let me hear it again) Round three, bye You crusty, musty, dusty bitches Don't you ever, ever In your life Come for me
Writer(s): Luther Roderick Campbell, London Tyler Holmes, Thomas Lee Brown, Amala Ratna Dlamini, Devon Rhys Roberts, Sean Aaron Momberger, Phil Keys Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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