Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Sexyy Red
Sexyy Red
Canto
Summer Walker
Summer Walker
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Samuel Roman Elliot
Samuel Roman Elliot
Autoría
Phil Phever
Phil Phever
Autoría
Kiddo A.I.
Kiddo A.I.
Autoría
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Autoría
Nija Aisha-Alayja Charles
Nija Aisha-Alayja Charles
Autoría
Benjamin Dyer Diehl
Benjamin Dyer Diehl
Autoría
Janae Wherry
Janae Wherry
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Sexyy Red
Sexyy Red
Producción ejecutiva
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Masterización
Mira Demirkan
Mira Demirkan
Dirección creativa
Rebel Music
Rebel Music
Producción ejecutiva
David "Dos Dias" Bishop
David "Dos Dias" Bishop
Ingeniería de mezcla
Eddie Hernandez
Eddie Hernandez
Ingeniería de mezcla
Jaron Bozman
Jaron Bozman
Ingeniería de grabación
Phil Phever
Phil Phever
Producción
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producción
J-Kash
J-Kash
Producción

Letra

[Intro]
Sexyy
I might
[Verse 1]
He like, "Sexyy, where you at? Come and put it on me"
I know I got the wettest coochie, my shit's macaroni
C-c-call him when I'm bored 'cause a bad bitch get lonely
I need a **** that keep it real 'cause my last **** was phony (Loser)
That's my lil' partner, yeah, that's my lil' boo (Gang, gang)
We be boolin', we be jammin', me and him, we hella cool (On God)
You got a bitch, I got a ****, but, we gon' stick to the rules
And, don't ever think shit sweet, 'cause my **** keep that tool
[Chorus]
But, I might call that phone when my **** actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might, you just better not tell my baby daddy
I might, 'cause he gon' leave you leakin' in a alley
[Refrain]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadillac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex (What's up?)
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it (Sexyy)
I might
[Verse 2]
I ain't never felt like this before
He do whatever I want, he got me real spoiled (That's my ****)
Fresh out the shower, rub my body down with oil
After we fuck, I always tell him, "Give me more" (Yeah, yeah)
Lingerie got me lookin' cute, come and take these panties off (Uh, uh)
Chanel perfume, and you know I got my wig done (Sexyy)
I don't give a fuck what time it is, ****, pick up that phone
Pulled a him on him, now, the **** swear I did him wrong
[Chorus]
But, I might call that phone when my **** actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might, you just better not tell my baby daddy
I might, 'cause he gon' leave you leakin' in a alley
[Refrain]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadillac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it
I might
[Verse 3]
I might cut you out, sayin' things I don't mean
Then turn around, and come and put it on me
Then hit your phone when I know you're lonely
Oh, give me what I need
What you creepin' for? Baby, I'ma keep it fed
I'ma make-your-neckless into my legs
You know what it's givin', what it's givin' when the mood right
But, maybe on the late-night
[Refrain]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadillac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it
I might
[Chorus]
But, I might call that phone when my **** actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might, you just better not tell my baby daddy
I might, 'cause he gon' leave you leakin' in a alley (Sexyy)
Written by: Amanda Renee Ibanez, Benjamin Dyer Diehl, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, Janae Wherry, Kiddo A.I., Nija Aisha-Alayja Charles, Phil Phever, Sam Roman, Samuel ​​Roman Elliot
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