Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Lashway
Songwriter
Jay’Den Fields
Songwriter
Chris Cahill
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
I just left the club, can't drive home You don't know what you do to me, no, baby
Not at all I know you love my fragrance and the smell of
My cologne And how I put it on
Girl, there ain't no telling what you did what I look like stress some
That I couldn't fix I call you my boo and that means you my favorite bitch
And I don't need you taking offense to that
And, I can truly admit to that I can't be going tit for tat
And you been wearing my chains You even done tatted my name, And
Do you remember girl, I was the one who gave you your first kiss
Cause I remember girl, I was the one that said put your lips like this
Even before, all of the fame and people screaming your name
And girl, I can't stand, girl, I can't stand
When everyone's talking bout us
Yeah, yeah I just left the club, can't drive home
You don't know what you do to me, no, baby, not at all
I know you love my fragrance and the smell of my cologne
And how I put it on
Girl there ain't no telling what you did
What I look like stressing some
That I couldn't fix
I call you my boo and that means you my favorite bitch
That means you my favorite bitch
Yeah, Yeah
Written by: Chris Cahill, Jason Lashway, Jay’Den Fields

