Teledysk
Nadchodzące koncerty z udziałem Mustard, Nicki Minaj & Jeremih
Mustard – Najpopularniejsze utwory
Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nicki Minaj
Performer
Jeremih
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicki Minaj
Songwriter
Jeremih
Songwriter
Dijon McFarlane
Songwriter
Nicholas Audino
Songwriter
Lewis Hughes
Songwriter
Miles Browne
Songwriter
Christopher Ward
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mustard
Producer
Twice As Nice
Additional Producer
Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
Recording Engineer
Joel Metzler
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Maddox Chhim
Assistant Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tekst Utworu
Mustard on the beat, ho!
Tryna get up in my head, now that's a headache
I just wanna fuck, I make the bed shake
She wanna spend some time, now that's a Rollie
Shawty ride the dick, just like it's stolen
Met her at the Westin with her bestie
Kissin', they were sweatin', doin' lip things
Had to get up in that lil thang, yeah that lil thang
Let her rock the mic, yeah, no lipsync
They say that it's last call, so let's ball
Tryna have that ass thrown on that pole
Throw it back like retro, like it's retro
Baby, baby, let's go, girl, let's go
We take it to my room, yeah
Ain't no need to talk, when that ass on me and the lights off
Baby, I know what to do with it
Give her what she want, now she wanna fuck a nigga all the time
Oh, baby, don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
Tryna get up in my head, now that's a headache
I just wanna fuck, and get my cake ate
You wanna spend some time, that's a Rollie
I'ma ride his D, like it's stolen
I met him in the hills out in L.A
Took me for a cruise, yeah, Penelope
Had to sit up on that big thang, that big thang
Super duper freak, yeah, like Rick James
They say that it's last call, for that bar
Tryna get that peach Myx Moscato
Make it clap like winner home, team score
Baby, don't you hurt me like before
Take you to my room, yeah
Ain't no need to talk, when this thing in your mouth, down South
Baby, you know what to do with it
Gave him what he want, now he wanna hit your girl all the time
Oh, baby, don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
All these bitches beggin' me to pass the baton
All these bitches tryna fit my crown and my wand
Bitches still my sons, get your sonogram on
Just a nick of time I did the cover of TIME
Gettin' a million dollars just to stand there and rhyme
Even if you was Curry, bitch, there's still a LeBron
But let's face it, I'm Curry, with rings like LeBron
Added my rings up, that's Mike Jordan
I told bitches when I switched my flow four times
I'd be damned if a bitch nigga eat off mine
All this cake make a broke nigga beat off, huh?
I'm just lookin' for a man, fuck a B-O-Y
Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
Don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin' if you let me, let me, let me
Writer(s): Miles Aaron Browne, Kingsley D. Gardner, Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Andy Marvel, Nicholas Valentino Audino, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Diana King, Christian Ward, Jeremy P. Felton, Onika Tanya Maraj
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com