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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mariah Carey
Background Vocals
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Background Vocals
Bryan-Michael Cox
Background Vocals
Stevie Wonder
Harmonica
Larry Gold
String Conductor
Joel Derouin
First Violin
Mario Deleon
Violin
Songa Lee
Violin
Serena McKinney
Violin
Grace Oh
Violin
Bob Peterson
Violin
Kathleen Sloan
Violin
Jenny Takamatsu
Violin
Ina Veli
Violin
Josefina Vergara
Violin
Caroline Buckman
Viola
Lauren Chipman
Viola
Kaila Potts
Viola
Mike Whitson
Viola
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Cello
Giovanna Clayton
Cello
Julie Jung
Cello
Marissa Kuney
Violin
Tamara Hatwan
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mariah Carey
Songwriter
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Songwriter
Bryan-Michael Cox
Songwriter
Allan Wayne Felder
Songwriter
Bunny Sigler
Songwriter
Larry Gold
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mariah Carey
Producer
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Producer
Rob Katz
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bryan-Michael Cox
Producer
Chandler Harrod
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian Garten
Recording Engineer
Jess Sutcliffe
Recording Engineer
Phil Tan
Mixing Engineer
Daniela Rivera
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Horesco IV
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Something about you makes every girl hot
Suffering without you
I just want a taste of what you got
But my mama always told me not to
[Verse 2]
Play with those players who play you till there's no more
Game left to be played
Look at what you got me going through
Can't help myself, because
[Verse 3]
You make it look good
Say you make it look good (Make it look gooder than them other fools)
Around you I know I ain't supposed to be
Acting like I know you notice me
Fantasize about the way you lick your lips
Fingertips on my hips as we dip
Oh, boy, you make it look good (Make it look gooder then them other fools)
[Verse 4]
Baby, baby, sometimes, I need you
But I feel so shy
Simply, can't leave you
'Cause them other girls are gonna try
Guess their mama never told them not to
[Verse 5]
Play with those players who play you till there's no more
Game left to be played
Look at what you got me going through
Can't help myself
[Verse 6]
Because you make it look good
Said you make it look good (Make it look gooder than them other fools)
Around you I know I ain't supposed to be
Acting like I know you notice me
Fantasize about the way you lick your lips
Fingertips on my hips as we dip
Oh, boy, you make it look good (Make it look gooder then them other fools)
[Verse 7]
Ooh, boy
And it makes every girl high
Yeah, high
Oh, boy, you make me say, oh, oh, you
Now my mama said don't play with them players
No, no
[Verse 8]
Look at what you got me going through
Fantasize about the way you lick your lips
Oh it's gooder than them other boys
Yes, it is
Written by: Allan Wayne Felder, Bryan-Michael Cox, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Mariah Carey, Walter "Bunny" Sigler