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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ari Lennox
Ari Lennox
Vocals
Omen
Omen
Vocals
Dreezy
Dreezy
Vocals
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Courtney Salter
Courtney Salter
Songwriter
Damon Coleman
Damon Coleman
Songwriter
Seandrea Sledge
Seandrea Sledge
Songwriter
Jamil Pierre
Jamil Pierre
Songwriter
Ozan Yildirim
Ozan Yildirim
Songwriter
Mirsad Dérvic
Mirsad Dérvic
Songwriter
Faith Evans
Faith Evans
Songwriter
Floyd Howard
Floyd Howard
Songwriter
Carl Thompson
Carl Thompson
Songwriter
Vincent Berry II
Vincent Berry II
Songwriter
Deante' Hitchcock
Deante' Hitchcock
Songwriter
Chrystel Bagrou
Chrystel Bagrou
Songwriter
Tate Farris
Tate Farris
Songwriter
Joi Coleman
Joi Coleman
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deputy
Deputy
Producer
OZ
OZ
Producer
MD Beatz
MD Beatz
Co-Producer
Juro "Mez" Davis
Juro "Mez" Davis
Mixing Engineer
Jeff Thompson
Jeff Thompson
Recording Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Now do you wanna know what I'm thinking right now? Swerving down Pico, girl, I'm coming right now I'm obnoxious, I'm sorry Touch it soft but I like it rough too We done done enough talkin' Take your time, let you do what you do Call me when you're lonely Call me when you need somebody You do it for your man and not just anybody And I got you long as you got me I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me I got you long as you got me (Yeah) I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me And I'll get you, got me Who you wanna love you? Who you know can come through and get it right like this? Call me when you need me But them other bitches, yeah, they cool But they ain't quite like this Who you wanna love ya? Who you know can come through and get it right like this? Call me when you need me But them other bitches, yeah, they cool But they ain't quite like this I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me I got you long as you got me (Yeah) I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me And I'll get you, got me I'm double-dating destiny With angels and my demons on my shoulder like Chicago Feel like I done struck the lotto when I saw you Bottom of your shoes make a nigga think you Piru Used to have the blues, but too prideful To show you everything I could be myself around you Ain't gotta fake smile, you like it facedown Like you caught an eight count TKO, Teddy Pendergrass A nice guy, but see, nice guys finish last In the bedroom, stealing cover, fight for legroom You my best goon, come through for me like Neptunes' classics Get your back bent, silky black skin If they knew how real you are, they'd probably clap hands In your presence Eye candy cool, but with chocolate, got a fetish Been some things I only shared with you and not my fellas Called me to stop through Get you off like cops do You got me, I got you I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me I got you long as you got me (Yeah) I got you long as you got me And I got you long as you got me I got you long as you got me, yeah Hold me tighter when I'm trippin' (Yeah) Fire the lighter, let's get lifted (Light 'em up) I done ran into a lot of wrong niggas with right intentions (For real) Shit like therapy 'cause you know how to talk and when to listen Kind of love when it don't change if I'm natural or with extensions I got you I heard some rumors, I'm just hoping they ain't true (I ain't listen) Been living good, but it get better when I'm with you (I like that) You should know I'm tweaking when I say I'm through (I'm lyin') You the only one with my focus, I'm the baddest up out my crew (Bad bitch) He like 'em brown skinned, independent, money-driven, Gucci'd down How 'bout you get in your Benz and Come and give this coochie rounds? (Look) Like niggas who give me full attention no matter who he 'round It's cute when he get jealous, a nigga try me, he make that Uzi sound Master satin sheets grippin', sex that'll have your teeth grittin' How I end up at your crib? Marijuana decisions (I was high) A freak for you, ATL, he got my peach drippin' But you know it's a lie if somebody say that they caught me slippin' (Lies) So when he get that feeling, he know to call me (Hit my line) Love, sex, or the money, shit, I want all three (I want it all) Them other niggas ain't my taste, I'm too saucy (I am) And if them bitches asking who you with, just know it's all me (Dreezy)
Writer(s): Faith Renee Evans, Tyrone William Griffin, Jamil M. Pierre, Vincent Adair Berry, Carl Thompson, Damon Coleman, Seandrea Sledge, Deante Van Hitchcock, Ozan Yildirim, Tate Farris, Mirsad Dervic, Chrystel Bagrou, Courtney Shanade Salter, Floyd James Ansoniae Howard, Joi Olivia Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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