Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christina Aguilera
Christina Aguilera
Vocals
GoldLink
GoldLink
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Sang Hyeon
Lee Sang Hyeon
Songwriter
Jonathan Park
Jonathan Park
Songwriter
Tayla Parx
Tayla Parx
Songwriter
Whitney Phillips
Whitney Phillips
Songwriter
D'Anthony Carlos
D'Anthony Carlos
Songwriter
Brandon Paak Anderson
Brandon Paak Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anderson .Paak
Anderson .Paak
Producer
BRLLNT
BRLLNT
Co-Producer
Dumbfoundead
Dumbfoundead
Additional Producer
Oscar Ramirez
Oscar Ramirez
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Right, heaviest heaven, talk to the reverend But I know you better fucking, I'm tryna fuck And you know we perfect baby girl, look at us Make a young nigga cash out and run it up All that little booty in your trunk Make a man wanna say hallelujah when they jump Make 'em buy a little Porsche, I'm around you so we stunt Black men, black car, let you buy you what you want, uh No, wait, baby you a problem Sagittarius, hm, exciting Looking Aguilera, so I know you got some Coexistence, you the moon, I'm the sun Genie in my bottle, I'm trying to rub on your hips Ain't no other man who can talk to you like I did, that's real Let's start a family, I'm Uncle Phil, you my Aunt Viv Fly to Spain, go to Rome We don't ever have to ever go home I want to love you from your head to your toe I like a little fuss and fighting when I go You say leave, tell me stay, want me go Then I leave, pump fake like I'm gone But you know I never leave you on your own And you're too bad for these brothers who be on your phone like Let me make this simple for ya Lay it out on the table for ya In case you need a little reminder I've been doing this way before you Boy you already know my story You were raised in all my glory I don't need your little money I can put you under something Stop talking, we can get along We can Marvin Gaye and get it on Where you want to be, I've been before Shh, say no more Boy, you're so much better when you don't speak If you get somethin' get one thing Can't play me, boy, I'm out of your league No, baby, you can't do it quite like I do I do Like I do I may not want but just might have to show you Show you What I do And you can't do it quite like I do This feeling is legendary Welcome to my sanctuary Every time like the first time But, baby, girls like me ain't temporary Can't fake it when it comes this natural I ain't ever tried, it's just natural, ha I don't need your little money I can put you under something Stop talking, we can get along We can Marvin Gaye and get it on Where you want to be, I've been before Shh, say no more Boy, you're so much better when you don't speak (don't speak) If you get somethin' get one thing (one thing) Can't play me, boy, I'm out of your league (your league) No, baby, you can't do it quite like I do I do Like I do I may not want but just might have to show you Show you (show you) What I do (what I do) And you can't do it quite like I do (I do) Ooooooh (oooooh) Can't keep running your mouth (can't keep running your mouth) I got time but (got time now) What I got to lie, what I got to lie about? (What I got to lie about?) Ooooooh There you go running your mouth (there you go running your mouth) Show me what it is Show me right now (show me what it is, show me right now) 'Coz I can do (oh oh) Don't talk for a second Just get all this lesson Don't you second guess it Just show some respect and It can go far for you I know it's kind of hard for you It's not my job but you're working so hard I can share a bar or two Plus you're kinda cute Stop talking, we can get along We can Marvin Gaye and get it on Where you want to be, I've been before Shh, say no more (say no more) Boy, you're so much better when you don't speak (don't speak) If you get somethin' get one thing (one thing) Can't play me, boy, I'm out of your league (your league) No, baby, you can't do it quite like I do (woo) I do (yeah) Like I do (like I do) I may not want but just might have to Show you (let me show you what I do now, baby) Show you (can't do it, boy, like I do, yeah, yeah) What I do (yeah) And you can't do it quite like I do (woo) Hahahaha Hey Uh Yeah Hey yeah Oh Ooooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Woooo
Writer(s): Tayla Parx, Whitney Phillips, Brandon Paak Anderson, D'anthony William Carlos, Christina Maria Aguilera, Jonathan Park, Hyeon Lee Sang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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