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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Kid Ink
Chant
Chris Brown
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Chris Brown
Paroles/Composition
Brian Todd Collins
Paroles/Composition
Dijon McFarlane
Paroles/Composition
Christian Jones
Paroles/Composition
Jeremy Felton
Paroles/Composition
Allen George
Paroles/Composition
Craig McFarlane
Paroles/Composition
Mikely Adam
Paroles/Composition
J. Grand
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mustard
Production
Angel Ramirez
Ingénierie de prise de son
Brian Springer
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Kaul
Assistance d’ingénierie
James Royo
Ingénierie de mixage
J. Grand
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Kutch
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Baby, yeah (Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Verse 2]
Baby, let me put your panties to the side, I'ma make you feel alright
'Cause I'ma give you what you need, yeah
Mami, you remind me of something but I don't know what it is
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
You remind of something but I don't know what it is right now
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
[Verse 3]
Uh, on the real, no lie, I don't know what it is but you just my type
Everything just right, B said put it to the left, don't listen to the hype though
Got a cup in your hand, babysitting but you ain't got no kids
We ain't leaving till it ain't no more left, can't see no time on the Rolex
I could tell you a freak, go on show it, looking for the afterparty, where the door at?
Dough on the floor like a doormat, baby, you know where to throw that
I said
[Verse 4]
Mami, you remind me of something but I don't know what it is
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
You remind of something but I don't know what it is right now
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
[Verse 5]
Baby, if you know what it is
On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type
Hands in the air, looking for a bitch right now
On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type
[Verse 6]
Uh, so tell me what your name is, I don't really care who you came with
'Less you got a couple friends look like you
My bad if my ex try to fight you
Roll up soon as I roll in, security better get with the program
Too deep, ain't nowhere to stand, so high, ain't nowhere to land
You remind me of something missing, Missus, you got my full attention
Listen, let go of the tension, if I get a minute, I'll put your bad ass in detention
[Verse 7]
Baby, let me put your panties to the side, I'ma make you feel alright
'Cause I'ma give you what you need, yeah
Mami, you remind me of something but I don't know what it is
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me (Baby you remind me)
You remind of something but I don't know what it is right now
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
[Verse 8]
Baby, if you know what it is
On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type
Hands in the air, looking for a bitch right now
On the real, can't lie, man, you just my type
[Verse 9]
Oh, baby, show me, show me something
Tomorrow I might be hungover, that don't mean nothing
You see all night long, I've been wrong
Baby, show me something, she gon' let me do it
[Verse 10]
Baby, let me put your panties to the side, I'ma make you feel alright
'Cause I'ma give you what you need, yeah
Mami, you remind me of something but I don't know what it is
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me (Baby, you remind me)
You remind of something but I don't know what it is right now
'Cause you remind me of something, girl, you gotta show me
Written by: Allen George, Brian Jr Collins, Brian Todd Collins, Chris Brown, Christian Jones, Craig McFarlane, Dijon McFarlane, Jeremy Felton, Mikely Adam

