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Shenseea
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Coi Leray
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Nick Bane
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John Busser
Исполнитель
Javier Martinez
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
CHINSEA LEE
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Nathalia Marshall
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Jeriel Johnson
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Kevin Theodore
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Marcus Lomax
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Gamal Kosh Lewis
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Donny Flores
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Jeff "Gitty" Gitelman
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jeff “Gitty” Gitelman for Gitty Music, Inc
Продюсер
Nick Bane
Инженер звукозаписи
John Busser
Инженер звукозаписи
Javier Martinez
Инженер звукозаписи
Germán Valdés
Инженер звукозаписи
Josh Gudwin
Миксинг-инженер
Felix Byrne
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Colin Leonard
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All of the chicks gyal up in the party
You see me look good in my tight likkle dress
Suck it up and make the man dem obsessed
Put in the work, when we dance, how we sweat
Dangerous when the poom-poom get wet
Smooth like the skin on my face
Draw figure eight when me wind up my waist
Bumper and boom when I need 8-0-8
If you get a taste, you can lick up the plate
I wanna rub it up, touch it up, feel it up, run it up, on it all night (all night)
If the lights went down, could you keep it up, baby? (Mmm)
(Keep it up, keep it up, baby)
I wanna drip it up, flick it up, turn around, lift it up, for you all night (yeah, yeah)
Bet you want to get some of my dutty love, baby (baby, baby)
Them boys them all want me, want me
Them girls like get salty, salty (salty)
When we're talkin' spicy, spicy
It make you want bite me, bite me (bite me)
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
(Shenseea for the rake)
Come on, baby, what you tryna do?
I'm tryna pull up on you like a drive-thru
I wanna know if we rockin', would you keep it cool
Take trips and private dinner, just for us two
Yeah he, buy me Givenchy dresses and feed me breakfast (what else)
Sex is immaculate, love it when he shows affection (more)
Over the balcony, bend me over like we strechin' (uh-uh)
And I ain't never tappin' out like we wrestlin' (uh-uh)
Throw it back, back, back on it
Got all these boys mad 'cause I pass on it
I'm a fly bitch, come on, baby, spend a bag on it (spend it)
Yeah, we so extra, feelin' like young and unrestless
I wanna rub it up, touch it up, feel it up, run it up, on it all night (all night)
If the lights went down, could you keep it up baby? (Mmm)
(Keep it up, keep it up, baby)
I wanna drip it up, flick it up, turn around, lift it up, for you all night (yeah, yeah)
Bet you want to get some of my dutty love, baby (baby, baby)
Them boys them all want me, want me
Them girls like get salty, salty (salty)
When we're talkin' spicy, spicy (spicy)
It make you want bite me, bite me (bite me)
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
You just want the flava, flava
(Flava)
(Flava)
Writer(s): Marcus Durand Lomax, Jeffrey Gitelman, Gamal Kosh Lewis, Donny Flores, Nathalia Marshall, Coi Leray Collins, Chinsea Lee, Kevin Leslie Theodore, Jeriel Addon Johnson
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