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Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tink
Tink
Vocals
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Vocals
Destiny's Child
Destiny's Child
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Christian Ward
Christian Ward
Songwriter
Andre Carnell Robertson
Andre Carnell Robertson
Songwriter
Paul Cabbin
Paul Cabbin
Songwriter
Trinity Laure'Ale Home
Trinity Laure'Ale Home
Songwriter
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bizness Boi
Bizness Boi
Producer
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Producer
Nigel The Engineer
Nigel The Engineer
Recording Engineer
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Shawn "Source" Jarrett
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rachel Blum
Rachel Blum
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Nolan Presley
Nolan Presley
Mixing Engineer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer
Paul Cabbin
Paul Cabbin
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Yeah (Hitmaka) Walk in smelling like bond number Nina Cater to me and I'ma make you Aquafina Met her in Miami and she half Latina And to me a old school is a motherfucking Bimmer (yeah) You've been on your grind and the way you shine, I'm fallin' in love Swallow my pride, no one alive is gonna separate us Sit it on your lap, I massage your back anytime you had a long day You're about your check and I show respect 'cause I know you count it five ways Ooh, whoa, just wanna put my arms around him Ooh, whoa, life would be purposeless without him I'ma kiss your neck, and I'm at my best when I got you standing right here Cook you a meal and I washed your clothes just to show you I care I'ma cater to you You're the man of my dreams I wanna fulfill all your needs, oh, yeah Let me cater to you I admire your hustle, stay in your duffle Toni I like your skin on the tip of my tongue Kick it like Air Jordan one's (ones) Goyard suitcase, you know I'm a trip On Reposado, you know what I sip (sip) Put you to bed, you thought it was NyQuil Put you to bed, you think it's Benadryl I been a drill, nine months after, might need it Enfamil This a real game, this is not intramural Cater to me, I'ma cater to you (you) Cater to me, ain't telling the favors I do for you boo (ooh, ooh) Thought about you when I walked in the booth (yeah) Thought about you when I woke up this morning You look at me too long, and it make me horny (horny) Come on and ride on me, baby, now this high performance Sit back and let Tink do the chorus (yeah) I'ma cater to you (alright) You're the man of my dreams I wanna fulfill all your needs, oh, yeah (yeah) I'ma cater to you I admire your hustle, stay in your duffle I'm so glad to call this mine I'd do anything to prove what you mean to me Just tell me what you need You deserve it all, so I'ma cater to you (you) You're the man of my dreams I wanna fulfill all your needs, oh, yeah (let me) Let me cater to you (only to you) I admire your hustle, stay in your duffle, yeah (oh) I'ma cater to you (fulfill all your needs, oh yeah) I'ma cater to you
Writer(s): Troy Taylor, Christian Ward, Trinity Home, Andre Robertson, Lerron Carson, Tauheed Epps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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