Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
PLUTO
Rap
Sexyy Red
Rap
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Jada Amaurie Smith
Autoría
Janae Wherry
Autoría
Christopher Webster
Autoría
Michael Griffin
Autoría
Xavier Dotson
Autoría
Otis Williams, Jr
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Zaytoven
Producción
Mikey
Producción
Jai
Producción
Luu Douleur
Ingeniería de grabación
DJ Ryno
Ingeniería de mezcla
Joe LaPorta
Masterización
Letra
[Verse 1]
Big Pluto, bitch, like, what the fuck?
Slidin' down Ashby with the brew, you know we deep as fuck (We deep as fuck, ho)
He want me bad, heard he a duck
Can't get no coochie out the queen, put some Lulu on this butt (Lululemon)
Fuck a scram, we gettin' money
Fresh to death when I pop out, ho, you forever lookin' funny (You lookin' funny, ho)
Free pickin', bitch, I'm with the gang
Called up bro, somethin' like a choir, they gon' let them Dracos sing (Gra-da-da-da)
[Verse 2]
Whim, wham, bitch, you burnt out (Yo)
Whim, wham, oh bitch, I'm turnt now (Oh bitch, I'm turnt)
Catchin' plays, stay out the way (Mhmm)
That's my typе, I'm tryna fuck, bitch, and right now
[Chorus]
Yeah, we gettin' monеy (Huh)
Yeah, we gettin' pape' (For sure)
Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face
We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad
Somethin' like BunnaB, 'cause her **** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho, whim-whamie
Go get a bag, ho, 'cause you don't scare me
Shake that ass, ho, whim-whamie (Huncho Pluto)
Go get a bag ho, 'cause you don't scare me
Uh, uh, yeah, it's Sexyy
[Verse 3]
Bi-Bi-Big Sexyy, like bitch, what the fuck?
I been thuggin' since a baby, came out the womb throwin' up blood (Northside)
You wanna fuck with Big Sexyy? Then you gotta get them bucks
Can't get no coochie out this hoochie, put some Truey on this butt (Nope, nope, True Religion)
W-we them bitches in the city (Whim-wham)
Yeah, I know these hoes ain't fuckin' with me (Nope) (Whim-wham)
Petite lil' shit and I'm pretty (Whim-wham)
I'm with my bitches gettin' litty
Se-Sexyy gettin' money (Yeah)
Sexyy gettin' paid (You know it)
Shake my nyash, show that coochie, throwin' bloods all in his face (On Blood)
I'm forever gon' be that bitch, I'm forever gon' chase a bag
I like shittin' on these bitches 'cause I know it make them mad (Northside)
[PreChorus]
Shake that ass, ho (On my granny)
Shake that ass, ho
Ain't got on panties (Nope)
Shake that ass, ho
I smell like candy (Damn)
Shake that ass, ho
They think I'm scammy
Sexyy, on Blood
[Chorus]
Yeah, we gettin' monеy
Yeah, we gettin' pape'
Shake that ass, hit a split, throw that wham all in his face
We forever gettin' money, you forever gon' be mad
Somethin' like BunnaB, 'cause her **** dropped the bag
Shake that ass, ho, whim-whamie
I said, uh, ho, you don't scare me
Shake that ass, ho, whim-whamie (Huncho Pluto)
Go get a bag ho, 'cause you don't scare me
Written by: Christopher Webster, Jada Amaurie Smith, Janae Wherry, Michael Griffin, Otis Williams, Jr, Xavier Dotson