Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Saweetie
Vocals
Lourdiz
Lourdiz
Vocals
Mike Crook
Mike Crook
Programming
B Ham
B Ham
Programming
Ryan OG
Ryan OG
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alyssa Lourdiz Cantu
Alyssa Lourdiz Cantu
Songwriter
Diamonté Harper
Diamonté Harper
Songwriter
Mike Crook
Mike Crook
Songwriter
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
Songwriter
Brandon Hamlin
Brandon Hamlin
Songwriter
Randall Avery Hammers
Randall Avery Hammers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Crook
Mike Crook
Producer
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
B Ham
B Ham
Producer
Ryan OG
Ryan OG
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
You know I like it nasty, come meet me in the backseat
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I like it nasty, I think you understand me
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good, yeah
Aye
[Verse 1]
You know I keep it classy, but Saweetie like 'em nasty
Bah-bah, two shots, I'ma pop it like a Xanny
Gas up the jet, ****, take me to Miami
Fresh fruit, lookin' at my titty while I'm tanning, please
Take it hella deep, ooh, that's my expertise
Squirt like a soda, suck it off your teeth
Yeah, that volleyball booty, I keep him up, caffeine
With the lullaby pussy, I put 'em right to sleep
I'm a brat, but I'm workin' on my patience
High heels, high class, high maintenance
He wanna put the spatula right in my cake mix
Hmm, I might let him taste it
[Chorus]
You know I like it nasty, come meet me in the backseat
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I like it nasty, I think you understand me
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good, yeah
[Verse 2]
I give a dose of that Britney, make it toxic
A little mix with the pretty and some tonic
I'm only steppin' out if I can make a profit
I got a spot, I was hopin' you could find it
Well, let's rewind it, oh
Fuck a minute man, we on round twenty-two
When he outta town, I play with it on Zoom
You say you backed up, I make it shoot to the moon
If I don't swallow, daddy, that'd be rude
Saweetie fine in real life, make a **** think twice
Hooked on my body, that's a healthy-ass vice
Don't be callin' my phone in the middle of the night, haha
[Chorus]
You know I like it nasty, come meet me in the backseat
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I like it nasty, I think you understand me
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good
Real-real good, yeah
Written by: Alyssa Lourdiz Cantu, Brandon "B Ham" Hamlin, Diamonté Harper, Kaine, Mike Crook, Ryan Ogren
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