Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Jason Derulo
Chant
Michael Bublé
Chant
Benjamin Shapiro
Chœurs
Roxy Silver
Chœurs
Kyle "IRV" Harrington
Guitare
Jonathan Bach
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Michael Bublé
Paroles/Composition
Alexander Pavelich
Paroles/Composition
Benjamin Shapiro
Paroles/Composition
Hamid Bashir
Paroles/Composition
JBACH
Paroles/Composition
Luis Demetrio
Paroles/Composition
Matthew Holmes
Paroles/Composition
Norman Gimbel
Paroles/Composition
Pablo Beltrán Ruiz
Paroles/Composition
Phil Leigh
Paroles/Composition
Sean Douglas
Paroles/Composition
Shawn Charles
Paroles/Composition
Jason Desrouleaux
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas Jacobson-Larson
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jordan Sweet
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Kyle "IRV" Harrington
Ingénierie de prise de son
Kaanu “Paddleboy” Patel
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Tucci
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Narek Ambar
Ingénierie de mixage
Mac & Phil
Production
Stryv
Production
Jonny Grande
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ryan Summer
Ingénierie de prise de son
Danny Garcia
Ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
Hey, you're my spicy margarita, babe
Burn my tongue, make me shake
Mix it up or give it to me straight
Turn me on, make me say
Oh, oh-oh
Cabo, met that girl in Cabo
Wearin' Ferragamo
We was goin' shot for, shot for shot, like Desperados
Snuck into the bathroom
She might be a problem
I should probably stay away
Girl, you crazy
Couldn't even wait for the room (whoo-ooh-oh, oh-oh)
Shakin', shakin'
Tryin' to keep up with you (whoo-ooh-oh, oh-oh)
Hey, you're my spicy margarita, babe
Burn my tongue, make me shake (oh, my, my, my)
Mix it up or give it to me straight
Turn me on, make me say (oh, my, my, my)
Shots, shots, shots, shots, I just can't stop
You're the only one I want (you're the only one I want)
You're my spicy margarita, baby
Burn my tongue, make me say (oh, my, my, my, oh, my, my, my)
Mornin', sex me in the mornin'
Put on a performance
Are we going shot for shot, for shot, she think I'm Jordan
But she scream, "Derulo" (Derulo)
My ego enormous
(Fillin' up your body, babe)
Girl, you crazy
Couldn't even wait for the room (whoo-ooh-oh, oh-oh)
Shakin', shakin'
Tryin' to keep up with you (ooh-ooh-woo-ooh)
You're my spicy margarita, babe
Burn my tongue, make me shake (oh, my, my, my)
Mix it up or give it to me straight
Turn me on, make me say (oh, my, my, my)
Shots, shots, shots, shots, I just can't stop
You're the only one I want (you're the only one I want)
You're my spicy margarita, baby (you're my spicy, yeah)
Burn my tongue (you're my spicy, yeah)
Make me say
You're my, you're my (oh, my, my, my, oh, my, my, my)
You're my dancin' freak
Is it hot enough?
Yeah, yeah, it's hot enough
Should I take it off?
Mm, hell yeah, you should take it off
Is it hot enough?
Yeah, it's hot enough
Should I take it off?
Mm, hell yeah, you should take it off
Writer(s): Jonathan Bach, Benjamin Gabriel Shapiro, Alexander Pavelich, Hamid Bashir, Luis Demitrio, Matthew Thomas Paul Holmes, Philip Anthony Leigh, Pablo Ruiz, Sean Douglas, Jason Joel Desrouleaux, Michael Steven Buble, Norman Gimbel, Sherwin Christopher Charles
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