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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - How You Want It [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
NeilOnDaTrack
NeilOnDaTrack
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Neil Harrison
Neil Harrison
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Khris James
Khris James
Mixing Engineer
NeilOnDaTrack
NeilOnDaTrack
Producer

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Even though I want them niggas dead, that's all (Yeah, for sure) Nah, for real though I'm all alone and I'm thinking 'bout you How you feel? (Slatt) I say, you gotta tell me what you don't like I might do it a couple times again, but I'll get it right Tell me how you want it, baby (Tell me how you want it, baby) I said, tell me how you feel (I said, tell me how you feel) Don't let this shit be 'bout no money, baby (Don't let this shit be 'bout no money) All you do is keep it real (All you do is keep it real) I'm goin' insane, ain't askin' no main 'cause that shit lame And I'm tired of playing games, if you want me, then make a change 'Cause all this back and forth shit, it done brought too much of pain Fuck all them hoes I fuck with, I want you to be my main, I'm just sayin' Xanax, Percocet, and plus that Lean Got me acting all type of ways, make you think shit that it don't seem I got hoes screamin' my name wherever I'm steppin' on the scene I just hope I'm who you want 'cause I want you on side of me (Lil Top, ayy, ayy, YoungBoy) Tell me how you want it, baby (Tell me how you want it, baby) I said, tell me how you feel (I said, tell me how you feel) Don't let this shit be 'bout no money, baby (Don't let this shit be 'bout no money) All you do is keep it real (All you do is keep it real) Tell me how you want it, baby, tell me how you feel I been depressed with all this money by my lonely, baby I just need someone to keep it real Somewhat abusive, let's be trill When I'm out here in that field This pistol make a nigga chill (Bitch, what?) But I be wantin' my bae right here Got diamonds from mouth to my ear If she ain't there, I don't appear Where you at? I'll be right there I pay that cost to fly a Lear My niggas got bad bitches, be around me They all wanna fuck on a nigga Sometimes I get dirty Sometimes I think of you and tell 'em, "Don't touch on a nigga", yeah Compared to you, I know that it's wrong I love how they lovin' a nigga, yeah These bitches ain't shit, don't wan' be alone Fuck 'round, take her home with a nigga, damn Tell me how you want it, baby (Tell me how you want it, baby) I said, tell me how you feel (I said, tell me how you feel) Don't let this shit be 'bout no money, baby (Don't let this shit be 'bout no money) All you do is keep it real (All you do is keep it real) Tell me how you want it, baby, tell me how you feel I been depressed with all this money by my lonely, baby I just need someone to keep it real
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Neil Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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