क्रेडिट्स

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Songwriter
Christopher Stewart
Christopher Stewart
Songwriter
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Rashad Smith
Rashad Smith
Songwriter
Mark Debarge
Mark Debarge
Songwriter
Etterlene Jordan
Etterlene Jordan
Songwriter
Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
Songwriter
Terius The-Dream Nash
Terius The-Dream Nash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mariah Carey
Mariah Carey
Producer
Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
Producer
Brian Garten
Brian Garten
Recording Engineer
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Recording Engineer
Luis Navarro
Luis Navarro
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Dave Pensado
Dave Pensado
Mixing Engineer
Giancarlo Lino
Giancarlo Lino
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Christopher Stewart
Christopher Stewart
Producer
The-Dream
The-Dream
Producer

गाने

M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay
M-I-M-I, M-I-M-I, M-I
Okay
Oh, oh, okay
Oh, oh, okay (MC!)
I'd rather be with you, but you never tried to holla
We can spend a couple milli actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep, beep, I'll follow
Have your whip in my driveway by tomorrow
Secretly I know you wanna hit it like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the Grotto
Fresh off the jet at the Met
They're screamin' bravo (Bravo, bravo)
Steppin' in my Jimmy Choo's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, until the end
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Serato
You got me spinnin' 'round for ya like a lil' model
Steady feenin' for you like them fries at McDonald's
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato
Permanently paint me in your picture like Picasso
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano
We can pop bottles, get me actin' all me llamo
Then baby come and pluck this thing like a cello, cello, cello
Steppin' in my Chrissy Lou's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby (Cute; Ooh-ooh)
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
More than just friends (Boy)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you)
The end, the end, the end, the end (Oh-oh, oh woah)
More than just friends (Baby, more than just friends)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (I'm gonna love you, baby)
Boy, until the end
Who's gon' speak and start off this thing? (Oh, oh, okay)
Is it you, is it me? (Oh, oh, okay)
We should say how we feel for real sugar, baby (Oh, oh, okay)
Boo, I need your touch (Need your touch)
Never wanted somethin' so much (Somethin' so much)
Friendship just ain't enough (Just ain't enough)
Boy, I wanna be with you until the end (Ayy)
The end (Ayy), the end (Ayy), the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Ayy, yeah)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you until the end)
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Oh, baby)
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end (I'ma love you until the end)
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends (Baby, more than just friends)
Boy, until the end
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Written by: Chris Wallace, Christopher Stewart, Etterlene Jordan, Mariah Carey, Mark Debarge, Rashad Smith, Sean Combs, Terius Nash
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