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Electrik Red
Electrik Red
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Terius Nash
Terius Nash
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Christopher Stewart
Christopher Stewart
Композитор
Sean Hall
Sean Hall
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Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
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Terius Nash
Terius Nash
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Kuk Harrell
Kuk Harrell
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Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
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Kelly Sheehan
Kelly Sheehan
Инженер звукозаписи
Pat Thrall
Pat Thrall
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Conor Gilligan
Conor Gilligan
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Dave Pensado
Dave Pensado
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Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
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Andrew Wuepper
Andrew Wuepper
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Randy Urbanski
Randy Urbanski
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Mark Gray
Mark Gray
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Young Moolah, baby How did I let him come back? How did I let him come back? She wants ya, I need ya, please tell me to stay She says that she loves ya like I love ya But you know that it ain't the same We had a fling, this I know But now we got a thing, she gotta let you go 'Cause now I'm actin' crazy I'm out here callin' you, baby I shouldn't have let you hit that 'Cause now I can't forget that I thought I wouldn't really give a fuck But now a bitch all in love Don't mean to be a hater but ooh, shit, damn You're so good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn So good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn I miss ya, I can taste ya, please come back to me Baby, lay in my arms and say you'll never leave I got a thing and I know you know So boy don't play with me, just stay with me And allow me to give you more My girls all call me crazy 'Cause I'm out here callin' you, baby I shouldn't have let you hit that 'Cause now I can't forget that I thought I wouldn't really give a fuck But now a bitch all in love Don't mean to be a hater but ooh, shit, damn You're so good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn So good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn I got that good good and when comes to me Every woman that could would Baby, I'm electric and now you're infected Now what am I to do, fuck you when you let me? Holla at your boy but do not lose your voice And Weezy make it moist Yep and we besides cool, damn, bam And she was like ooh, shit, damn I told you I had a girl And you told me you a badder girl I say hey, I ain't tryna argue I ain't even trippin', shawty I'ma call you And I did, so I can't really blame you, baby Because I did so might as well make it official Like a ref with a whistle at the Super Bowl game Red and Wayne You're so good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn So good, so good, so good, so good You're so good, so good, so ooh, shit, damn So good
Writer(s): Christopher A. Stewart, Sean Kirk Hall, Terius Youngdell Nash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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