Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gucci Mane
Gucci Mane
Vocals
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
The 2 Live Crew
The 2 Live Crew
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Wongwon
Christopher Wongwon
Songwriter
David Hobbs
David Hobbs
Songwriter
Mark Ross
Mark Ross
Songwriter
Radric Delantic Davis
Radric Delantic Davis
Songwriter
Richard Evans
Richard Evans
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Megan Pete
Songwriter
White Anthony G
White Anthony G
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Riggins
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
J. White Did It
J. White Did It
Producer
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Eddie "eMIX" Hernandez
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

J White I need a beat I can go off on Tell the skinny hoes to point me Where the thick hoes at (Go) He want a flat booty bitch I'm not with all that (No) I got chills for days And I got whips for weeks I bring out the fleet And it bring out the freaks (Mwah) It's a block party They done blocked off half the street (Wow) She's a big booty bitch Showing ass and cheeks (Yeah) She's a walking bag of money She's a masterpiece The way she running game on you She's an athlete (Go) Hat trick, gave three hoes Three stacks a piece (Go) And every time I get the head She get that bread from me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, look, it's Gucci) Big ole ass is heavy Shake that shit like jelly Put me on your plate And slurp that shit up like spaghetti Man, I make this shit look easy I ain't tryin', I just be me I ain't never met a hoe I felt like I had to compete with, uh This the type of booty Make a nigga drop his bitch, wait This the type of ass when I get home He washing dishes, uh He wanna ride on a horse He need to give me the keys to a Porsche I told him until you finish your dinner I cannot let you leave off of the porch Boy, let me butter your corn on the cob We give each other more neck than a bob He like to put a little oil on my ass Before he record so I feel like a star, huh Rollin' like I'm Tina, pussy Aquafina Make this booty giggle Like you Martin and I'm Gina, hmm Put me in designer Uh, let me meet your mama, uh If you got another bitch Don't put me in no drama, ah Tell the skinny hoes to point me Where the thick hoes at (Go) He want a flat booty bitch I'm not with all that (No) I got chills for days And I got whips for weeks I bring out the fleet And it bring out the freaks (Mwah) It's a block party They done blocked off half the street (Wow) She's a big booty bitch Showing ass and cheeks (Yeah) She's a walking bag of money She's a masterpiece The way she running game on you She's an athlete (Go) Hat trick, gave three hoes Three stacks a piece (Go) And every time I get the head She get that bread from me (It's Gucci) Big booty hoes, ho booty Big, big, big booty Big, big, big booty
Writer(s): Christopher Wongwon, Luther Roderick Campbell, Radric Delantic Davis, Richard Garvin Evans, Mark Ross, David Hobbs, Anthony White, Megan J. Pete Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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