Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Ludacris
Chant
Ruh Anubis Yazid
Claviers
Sandy Coffee
Voix supplémentaires
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Laurence Mizell
Paroles/Composition
Christopher Bridges
Paroles/Composition
Michael Guy
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
IceDrake
Production
Scott Kieklak
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Hennessey
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Frye
Ingénierie de mixage
Glenn Schick
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Oh, oh, oh (Say it) (Make love to me)
Oh, oh, oh (What?)(Fuck me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (Say it) (Make love to me)
Oh, oh, oh (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 3]
They want it nice and slow, kiss 'em from head to toe
Relax and let it go (Say it) (Make love to me)
They want it now and fast, grabbing and smacking ass
You gotta make it last (What?) (Fuck me)
Together holding hands, you out there spending grands
And making family plans (Say it) (Make love to me)
Don't have to straighten facts, don't want no strings attached
Just scratches on your back (What?) (Fuck me)
Exes ain't acting right and you so glad to fight
Dinners by candlelight (Say it) (Make love to me)
She got a **** whipped, down to your fingertips
Trying that freaky shit (What?) (Fuck me)
Turn on some Babyface, just for your lady's sake
You call her 'baby cakes' (Say it) (Make love to me)
Know how to mack a broad, she's on your sack and balls
You call her jabber jaws (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 4]
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You've gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 5]
You 'bout to buy a ring, she needs the finer things
Gucci designer frames (Say it) (Make love to me)
Purchase a nasty flick, wrap up and tie her quick
Know how to drive a stick (What?) (Fuck me)
You both unite as one, you the moon she's your sun
Your heart's a beating drum (Say it) (Make love to me)
You better not have came, she want to feel the pain
Then hear her scream your name (What?) (Fuck me)
Follow this dictionary, you're both some visionaries
Then do it missionary (Say it) (Make love to me)
I hear 'em call the wild and do it all the while
Doggy and froggy style (What?) (Fuck me)
You in between the sheets, licking and eating sweets
And what you find you keep (Say it) (Make love to me)
You do it standing up, orgasms, hand 'em up
Y'all just don't give a fuck (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 6]
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 7]
You wanna tell the world, 'cause she's your favorite girl
Your diamond and your pearl (Say it) (Make love to me)
Nobody has to know, just keep it on the low
And meet 'em right at four (What?) (Fuck me)
Nothing but fights and fussing, plus there's a lot of cussing
Just grab ahold of something (Say it) (Make love to me)
Y'all do that bad stuff, she like it rammed up
Ropes and handcuffs (What?) (Fuck me)
[Verse 8]
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
I'm 'bout to throw some game, they both one and the same
Cupid's the one to blame (Say it) (Make love to me)
I'm 'bout to shed some light, 'cause each and every night
You gotta do it right (What?) (Fuck me)
Written by: Christopher Bridges, Laurence Mizell, Michael Guy

