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Dej Loaf - Simply (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DeJ Loaf
DeJ Loaf
Vocals
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markino Hay
Markino Hay
Composer
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Composer
Deja Trimble
Deja Trimble
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kino Beats
Kino Beats
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Kino Beats Strawberries and whipped cream Drip like, simply Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pissy Can't believe this shit like Ripley I can't run away, he gon' whip me Dick too good, can't keep my distance Free as a bird But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah (Whoa) We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty" So flex up like you do gymnastics Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy Turned into a bad habit, yeah, turned into a bad habit Tell me that it's mine when I grab it Tryna take as much as I can, gotta take an intermission Said, "Nah, I can't risk it," said, "Nah, I can't risk it" Used to have a fence with the picket, I opened up my gift He got an obsession, can't put down that fit Got the perfect rhyme, got the perfect tits We do sixty-nine, I like that you don't tell shit He creep me from behind, sit on his nose, it smell like roses Yeah, slowly strokin' I'm his favorite drug, I can't overdose him Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm his favorite girl, I can't overdose him (I can't do that) Yeah-yeah, yeah (Can't give you too much) I can overdose him Strawberries and whipped cream Drip like, simply Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy Can't believe this shit like Ripley I can't run away, he gon' whip me Dick too good, can't keep my distance Free as a bird But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill He said "I know you, ooh-ooh, can get nasty" So flex up like you do gymnastics Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy (Yeah, woah) Tell her, "Look back at it" I know when she talk to me and moans, like, "Daddy" And you know I am not braggin', but the world know I'm havin' You do a split right on it, then I buy your ass a Patek I ain't even know it, that I'm closure, had a fatty And I swear she got that water, almost drowned, but I ain't panic And I'm from the North side, got a couple killers on the west side And she tell me that she love me But I think she love all the neck, ice Okay, in my mind I'm like, "Yeah, aight" I don't say nothin', 'cause the neck right Yes, she ride all on my dick, like a new whip, this a test-ride And I might buy your girl a 'Rari so I can speed up her sex drive I remember when she used to text high Now she text me, "You the right size" Strawberries and whipped cream Drip like, simply Said he wanna fuck me 'til I'm pussy Can't believe this shit like Ripley I can't run away, he gon' whip me Dick too good, can't keep my distance Free as a bird But he fucked me like he been in prison for years, yeah We fuck on the table, no frontin' the bill He said "I know you can get nasty" So flex up like you do gymnastics Face in the pillow, tryna look back at it, ayy
Writer(s): Deja Trimble, Lil Uzi Vert, Markino Hay, Swaggboyy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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