Titres similaires
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Chief Keef
Rap
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Keith Cozart
Paroles/Composition
Darrell Jackson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adam Catania
Ingénierie de prise de son
Andy Rodriguez
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Brandon Balsz
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chop Squad DJ
Production
Francisco "Frankie" Ramirez
Ingénierie de prise de son
Josh Berg
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Sosa, baby
Blood Gang, baby
Sit Gang, baby
Fifth Gang, baby
Get It Gang, baby
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want to freak you? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Baby, do I love you? No, no, no, no, no
But where you tryna go, go, go, go, go?
Benihana's, Wokcano's, no, no, no, no
Girl, we gon' take it slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
Girl, my sex is like yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I swear it's the best, best, best, best, best
Girl, it's gon' leave you stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed, stressed
When I hop up out that wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
You know how I'm rocking, tweet, beat, skeet then delete
She french kiss the D like oui, oui, oui, oui and the oui
At the restaurant, I eat, eat, eat, eat and I eat
When we get home, she eat, eat, eat, eat Chinese
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want it freaky? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm driving fast, she like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Baby, I don't drive slow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Don't care 'bout running from the po, wow, wow, po-po
Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' roll, wow, wow, wow, wow?
She like eating Wonton and she like to wine and dine
Baby, I ain't got the time, tried to tell it, I went blind
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Do I want it freaky? Yes
I got my heater, yes
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
I'm getting commas, yes
I'm riding foreigns, yes
I can fuck your mama, yes
It ain't nothing, mane
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Writer(s): Darrel Jackson, Keith Cozart
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com