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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DaBaby
DaBaby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Doman
David Doman
Songwriter
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Jonathan Lyndale Kirk
Songwriter
Daniel Levin
Daniel Levin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tyler Unland
Tyler Unland
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
d.a. got that dope
d.a. got that dope
Producer

Lyrics

(If I want to, if I want to) (If I want to) D.a. got that dope (If I want-) Bitch, it ain't even my birthday, but I can ball if I want to (ball) Pull up, foreign cars if I want to (skrrt) Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (go) Just do what I say and I'll love you ('kay?) I get this shit from my uncle I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave Tonight, I wanna fuck a Rapunzel (yeah, yeah, yeah) Ain't fuckin' her right, you ain't pullin' her hair (bitch-ass nigga) Legs on the side of your head, now fuck it Let's get in a chair (I said, "Let's go") When she throw that ass back, I say, Yeah" I fuck around, get on a PJ tomorrow, and put that bitch up in the air Fly that bitch up out of L.A. to Charlotte To pick up my barber to come cut my hair 'Cause I'm havin' it, nigga Look, me and my lil' bitch be dressin' Get the salad, lil' nigga Hop out that bitch with that ratchet (let's go) Stunt likе my motherfuckin' daddy (yeah) Mama, your baby a savage Unclе Ray hid his crack pipe in my mattress This lil' nigga play with me, fuck it, I slapped him Thought I was laughin', he see I wasn't laughin' (hahaha) Bitch, it ain't even my birthday, but I can ball if I want to (ball) Pull up, foreign cars if I want to (skrrt) Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (let's go) Just do what I say and I'll love you ('kay?) I get this shit from my uncle I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave Tonight, I wanna fuck a Rapunzel (go, go) Ain't fuckin' her right, you ain't pullin' her hair I pull on and grip it, lock up her arms like she getting arrested Throwin' her out like she getting evicted Fuckin' me back, girl, that pussy impressive Put one leg right here, put the other one there Sexy lil' flexible bitch, you a pretzel Tryna keep up with shit, but it's levels And diamonds and Dior all over this sweater It's fire on the front of my waistline First nigga try me, it's playtime Play 'round, you lay down Doggin' her out like Cujo Me and her get on the floor, and we fuck like some K9s Pop a lil' nigga, gon' have to put you at the top of the list Ain't no option, lil' nigga, they scared to let me in the room Somebody in that bitch gotta be blockin' my pimpin', it's Baby Bitch, it ain't even my birthday, but I can ball if I want to (I ball) Pull up, foreign cars if I want to (skrrt) Hop out that bitch with that iron in my jumpsuit (let's go) Just do what I say and I'll love you ('kay? Mwah) I get this shit from my uncle I told bae get twenty-two inches of weave Tonight, I wanna fuck a Rapunzel (go, go, go) Ain't fuckin' her right, you ain't pullin' her hair
Writer(s): David Doman, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Danny T Levin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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