Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bell Biv DeVoe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Lordan
Songwriter
James Todd Smith
Songwriter
Cyrus De shield
Songwriter
Joseph Ward Simmons
Songwriter
617MikeBiv
Songwriter
Tez Ram
Songwriter
Charles Davenport
Songwriter
Shawn Barron
Songwriter
Ricky Bell
Songwriter
Ronnie DeVoe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rev Run
Producer
617MikeBiv
Producer
Shawn Barron
Producer
Hunga
Producer
Rico Anderson
Producer
Songteksten
Yeah!
Ho, ho, ho
Now that I already gave you the keys to the game
All the fame and you know the name
Rev Run, see a man's band getting millions
Ain't none changed but the flow's the same
Wrist on frozen, flow so chosen
School so old but the OG coasting
New York toasting, L.A. slosing
G's in the D and the ball is in the post
Then the hollers to no-string parties, I host them
Ball to a fall, so you know it's gon' coast them
Run gon' post them, rip them up, toast them
Out to the can, 'cause they rubbish and I roast them
Flow like the ocean, down in the coast
And drying rappers out to the ni- need lotion
I got the potion to keep you engrossed
And dance to my beat, keep your feet in the motion
Ho, ho, ho
Girl, be the ball, act like you know
We came to party, get on the floor
Girl, it's the weekend, go ahead and move your body
Like you done, done this before
Put your new dress on, get fly
Say hello, girl, 'cause it's a party
And if you're tryna do your thing
Oh, baby, girl, you're naughty (whoo)
Don't hurt nobody, yeah, don't hurt nobody
She wanna have a rendezvous, we're rendezvous (whoo)
Shotgun in the coupe while I drive you home
No addition to my rotation
While I'm pushing, put your whole face in, whoa
Pop bottles 'til there ain't nothing left
She like, "Damn, is that BBD or VMF?"
Teach you how to play the game, not complain to the ref
So, stay in your lane, I stay on my staff
I could've hit a D1 buzzer from the PJs
Instead of running tour buses at the freeway
Sold out tours, you know that boy
With all that sauce (how much that cost?)
Enough, rim spinning, I've been winning the money printing
Bentayga's hot body, my honey's in it
I don't think I'm Ross Rick, I think I might live
BBD's the sh-, tight grip
Combination of run, fly drip
Lee Singer had to click when the lights hit
Ho, ho, ho
Girl, be the ball, act like you know
We came to party, get on the floor
Love is the weekend, go ahead and move your body
Like you done, done this before
Put your new dress on, get fly
Say hello, girl, 'cause it's a party
And if you're trying to do your thing
Oh, baby, girl, you're naughty (whoo)
Don't hurt nobody, yeah, don't hurt nobody
Written by: 617MikeBiv, Charles Davenport, Cyrus Alfred Deshield, Cyrus De shield, James Todd Smith, Jerry Lordan, Joseph Ward Simmons, Michael Bivins, R. De Voe, Ricardo Bell, Ricky Bell, Rico Anderson, Ronnie DeVoe, Shawn Barron, Tez Ram

