Vídeo da música

Vídeo da música

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Blu Cantrell
Blu Cantrell
Vocal de apoio
R. "Don Vito" Richard
R. "Don Vito" Richard
Programação de percussão
Wirlie Morris
Wirlie Morris
Teclados
Ian Lewis
Ian Lewis
Rap
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Ian Lewis
Ian Lewis
Composição
Rodney Richard
Rodney Richard
Composição
Kandi Burruss
Kandi Burruss
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Don Vito
Don Vito
Produção
Trixter
Trixter
Produção
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Engenharia (gravação)
Orlando Calzada
Orlando Calzada
Engenharia (gravação)
Steve Glicken
Steve Glicken
Engenharia (assistente)
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

[Verse 1]
What's done in the dark comes to light, for sho'
So the thing you did with her, I was gonna know
You impressing these girls, showing off your flow
But I got my own bank, so I'm out the do-oh-oh
You calling me saying, baby, please
Don't believe his lies, crawling on your knees
You're the only liar in the midst of me
You're a dirt bag, so just get away from me-e-e
[Verse 2]
What you do will always come back to you
I'm tired of playing games with you
I'm really not feeling you
And what you say don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
[Verse 3]
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 4]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 5]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 6]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 7]
Day after day you're telling your story
Saying your girlfriend's just lying to me
You say, they want what you got
Wanting your spot, boy, I think not
Man, you think you're so hot
[Verse 8]
You're the victim or so you say
I guess you're throwing their drawers and bras away
I guess those condoms weren't yours, belong to your boys
Call me deaf 'cause I'm not hearing that noise
[Verse 9]
What you do will always come back to you
I'm tired of playing games with you
I'm really not feeling you
And what you say don't mean a damn thing to me
Tried to make a fool out of me
It's all just history
[Verse 10]
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 11]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 12]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 13]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 14]
Yes
Chicka bow, chicka bow, chicka bow wow wow
Blu Cantrell is hot, hot
Blu Cantrell is fire
[Verse 15]
You make me wanna shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 16]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
[Verse 17]
Shout
Make me wanna scream
Make me lose my cool
But I'm gonna throw my hands up
Written by: Blu Cantrell, Kandi Burruss, Rodney Richard
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