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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bentzon & Cliffy
Performer
Jimmy Antony
Remixer
Jacob Jørgensen
Rap
Nicholas Freeman
Lead Vocals
William Hvitved
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Jørgensen
Songwriter
Nicholas Freeman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Esben 'Es' Thornhal
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Hey sugartits, what's happening?
Looks like you lost your phone and your man again
He's out front, he just had a little accident
But hey don't worry, I already called the ambulance
I know, my timing is immaculate
Anyways, whatchadoin after this?
Let's boogie, and get into some shenanigans
I'll be your Montague, if you're my Capulet
Hey honeymuff, need a little catalyst?
Chemical reactions are bound to manifest
Being that pretty seems to have disadvantages
But I got friends for those skanks that you're hanging with
Yeah, papa just got a new bag
Beluga on the bartop, fresh out the gulag
If you want a good time, baby that's too bad
Cause I don't need drugs to be an odious douchebag
Come over here troublemaker
Bermuda or Bahama or Aruba or Jamaica
Or maybe just into another room I'm gonna take ya
You'll be on top, baby, you're my numerator
You can do the math, can't ya
Subtract your panties, divide your thighs and take a
Seat right here, I'll 41 & 28 ya
Time to multiply, it's only human nature
She said she ain't no freak
And we ain't telling no secrets
But she ain't getting no sleep tonight
She's a weekend runt-da-dunt
Damn bitch, your condiments Color Me Badd
keep em coming, I done lost the common sense that I had
I got plans about an ounce I got left in my bag
Two 8-balls of jelly p, I'm selling a half
Left my ex over Baby M, she said I was trash
Told the bitch be quiet, you should try it and laughed
She just left without a word, I ain't get why she mad
I ain't do shit, but get a little head for some cash
All I do is pay for everything, baby, relax
Normally you seem happy with the way I dispatch
Each and every dollar, spending every penny I have
Now you're bugging, cause I'm wavy with your friend on my lap
Let it slide, come alive - pull your head out your ass
Can't you tell that the rest of us is having a blast?
Honestly, I'm disappointed with the way that you act
Do better, and acknowledge that I'm better with that
Not my equal, and will never be ahead of my class
What I am cause I can, can I weather the blast
You was plotting on me, got me wrong, regret and collapse
Tilt your hat early, you ain't got the feathers to match
I ain't peacocking yet - I ain't ready to flash
I accelerate and break the fucking pin on the dash
All you do is C-minus, give head and pizzazz
Let me spell it out - you ain't got the letters to pass
Written by: Jacob Jørgensen, Nicholas Freeman
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