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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chromeo
Vocals
David Macklovitch
Vocals
Morgan Taylor Reid
Programming
Patrick Gemayel
Vocals
Tawatha Agee
Background Vocals
Oligee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Annaliese Schiersch
Songwriter
Chelsea Lena
Songwriter
David Macklovitch
Songwriter
Morgan Taylor Reid
Songwriter
Patrick Gemayel
Songwriter
Peter James Harding
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chromeo
Executive Producer
Morgan Taylor Reid
Producer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sam Vendig
Assistant Engineer
Oligee
Co-Producer
Vaughn Oliver
Co-Producer
Tom Gardner
Engineer
A-Trak
Executive Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Vocal Producer
Songteksten
Don't know what's happening
But this ain't what I'm about
It's only been a week
And I'm parked outside of your house
I ain't tryna creep
Just let me in and hear me out
'Cause its about to go down, woo
I'm not thinking straight
Since I'm stuttering and slurring my speech
I could be your slave
You got me like a dog on a leash
I hate to contemplate
Your body makes me wanna believe
And I'm down on my knees
Take out all my money from my bank
Take you round the corner buy a ring
You're all up in my head, but I ain't even mad
You make me wanna make a bad decision
Lets book a shopping trip
Maybe I could charter a jet
And I don't give a shit
If I never get outta debt
I say you'll be my girl
And I promise you I'll handle with care
What you doin' to me?
Take out all my money from my bank
Take you round the corner buy a ring
You're all up in my head, but I ain't even mad
You make me wanna make a bad decision
I took you to the jeweler, told you pick a ring
I took you to the dealer, told you pick a Range
I took you to the parlor, spent a hundred dollars
On a tattoo of your name and your face
And when all of the cash out. credit carded maxed
Buy myself a house, baby, you the realest date
See I don't even stress for a sec
'Cause your lovin' is the best
If I just make a bad decision
Take out all my money from my bank (from my bank, girl)
Take you round the corner buy a ring (buy a ring, girl)
You're all up in my head, but I ain't even mad
(You make me)
I wanna make, make a bad decision
(You got me)
Confessing like you're my new religion
(You make me, you make me)
Writer(s): Annaliese Marguerite Schiersch, Morgan Taylor Reid, David Macklovitch, Peter James Harding, Patrick Gemayel, Chelsea Lena
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