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Doja Cat
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Paroles/Composition
David Sprecher
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Gerard A. Powell II
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Rian Lewis
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Roget Chahayed
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rian Lewis
Ingénierie
Neal Pogue
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Tizhimself
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Mike Bozzi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Yeti Beats
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Paroles
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down
Yeah, yeah, yeah
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby, go to town, yeah
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Go to town with it
And she shave it all off, Charlie Brown with it
Lookin' all around, all the other girls sound fishy
He ain't ever caught a whiff, that's why he down with it
(Yo) bitch, I'm tellin' you (what?), this incredible (wow)
This shit edible (okay), it's like caramel, kiss my genital
Mine taste medical (mayday), hers like chemicals (ay, ay)
If he gay, though, when he taste that shit, turn hetero (oh my God)
Can you see that she need knee-pads?
I'm a bad bitch, fuck a pee-pad
Full of shit, if he don't eat it, he a D-bag
He could use a submarine (ah, yeah), I'll call him "Seaman"
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby, go to town, yeah
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down
Yeah (hey), yeah (yuh)
D to the T-F, got your BF in my DM, got him all up in my hair
But it's not all mine, 'cause a bitch love FreeTress
So, look, baby, don't lie, 'cause I can't believe my eyes
And a man between my thighs, all the time, yeah, I do my DIYs
And it's clean but, messy like a pizza
Spend time on the donkey, even though I yeehaw
Call it "Chunky monkey," I be textin' peaches
He text me a eggplant, I text him a peanut (yuh)
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby, go to town, yeah
Baby, let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (let me see you go down)
Let me see you go to town (yeah)
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (let me see you go down)
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (let me see you go down)
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down (let me see you go)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Gerard Powell, David Sprecher, Roget Lutfi Chahayed, Rian Lewis, Amala Zandile Dlamini
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