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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tank
Tank
Vocals
Yo Gotti
Yo Gotti
Vocals
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Hodge
Brandon Hodge
Songwriter
Bryan Harrison
Bryan Harrison
Songwriter
Durrell Babbs
Durrell Babbs
Songwriter
Johnnie Newt
Johnnie Newt
Songwriter
Mario Mims
Mario Mims
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tank
Tank
Additional Producer
Ruben Rivera
Ruben Rivera
Recording Engineer
B.A.M.
B.A.M.
Producer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I love you baby, I love you baby /x2 I got a couple promise on it A couple more to show I want it, yeah I want it in the worst way, yeah You can see I'm really thirsty, yeah I wanna taste your holy water, yeah Come hang about, come please my order, yeah Just gimme what I need, yeah, yeah If it ain't good for me, yeah How did you do this, you're professional How did you do this, to get the way you wanna go How did you do this, a nigga already know A nigga already know, got them bands I need ten more Get it, head to the church with a help I've been off you Father please forgive me for all this flossing Gotta have you baby, don't care what it's cost you Fucking with some shit, I'ma prolly get lost, yeah You a certified first class freak And I love ya You got everything a real nigga need, yeah And I love ya You'll be fucking after 2 or 3 drinks And I love ya You a bad girl just what I need And I love ya, I love ya, I love ya Hey Tank look, she got a tread bands full of dollas A strip club full of models And real niggas in the building Bitch I'm looking like a million Pop the pussy for a real nigga Motherfucker I don't catch feelings New crib, new car, new bed, new whip, new swag, new shit Big ass, true shit, walked in, threw shit Beat the pussy up, whose shit is it? And I like it, may wife it One night it, who knows, it's just me, and her fam Three bitches, 2 does You a certified first class freak And I love ya You got everything a real nigga need, yeah And I love ya You'll be fucking after 2 or 3 drinks And I love ya You a bad girl just what I need And I love ya, I love ya, I love ya I'm really catching feelings for you, yeah I'm really catching feelings for you, yeah The way you put it on me, yeah It's like I'm stuck wanna know me, yeah Don't know what them other niggas tippin' Or I'ma prolly get to drippin', yeah Wanna cuff you like a wifey 'Cause I think you really like me How did you do this, you're professional How did you do this, to get the way you wanna go How did you do this, a nigga already know A nigga already know, got them bands I need ten more Get it, head to the church with a help I've been off you Father please forgive me for all this flossing Gotta have you baby, don't care what it's cost you Fucking with some shit, I'ma prolly get lost, yeah You a certified first class freak And I love ya You got everything a real nigga need, yeah And I love ya You'll be fucking after 2 or 3 drinks And I love ya You a bad girl just what I need And I love ya, I love ya, I love ya Cleaner than Clorox Body shining like the sun Everything than a nigga want That a nigga need Plus she do me like no other girl can do Don't know, like no other way I'm fucking you I know, when I'm in the jam you the one that I be dialin' Straight wailing when we having sex I ain't tryina flex, wear my chain when you be on top You be riding You a certified first class freak And I love ya You got everything a real nigga need, yeah And I love ya You'll be fucking after 2 or 3 drinks And I love ya You a bad girl just what I need And I love ya, I love ya, I love ya
Writer(s): Johnnie V. Newt, Durrell Babbs, Brandon Alexander Hodge, Mario Mims, Bryan Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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