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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sevyn Streeter
Sevyn Streeter
Performer
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Performer
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sevyn Streeter
Sevyn Streeter
Lyrics
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Lyrics
Charles Stephens III
Charles Stephens III
Songwriter
Mayila Jones
Mayila Jones
Lyrics
Tristian Rice
Tristian Rice
Lyrics
Jamall Anthony Smith
Jamall Anthony Smith
Lyrics
Bradley Thomas Jr
Bradley Thomas Jr
Lyrics
Jamal Gaines
Jamal Gaines
Lyrics
Ellery McKinney
Ellery McKinney
Lyrics
Life Ellington Harris
Life Ellington Harris
Lyrics
Andre Merritt
Andre Merritt
Lyrics
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Lyrics
Herb Middleton
Herb Middleton
Lyrics
Randall Garth Ryan
Randall Garth Ryan
Lyrics
M. South
M. South
Lyrics
James Stephen Brown
James Stephen Brown
Lyrics
John Starks
John Starks
Lyrics
Terri E. Robinson
Terri E. Robinson
Lyrics
Sean Combs
Sean Combs
Lyrics
Joseph P. Howell
Joseph P. Howell
Lyrics
Darold D. Brown Ferguson, Jr.
Darold D. Brown Ferguson, Jr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ChizZY
ChizZY
Producer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Jenso "JP" Plymouth
Jenso "JP" Plymouth
Engineer

Lyrics

I know we in love But not with each other, no, and we don't mind 'Cause you're still mine (ooh, babe) If we keep it up (up) Then maybe these two wrongs might make it right Don't tell nobody We ain't lookin' to hurt 'em (hurt 'em) So good, that we're doin' 'em dirty (dirty) I won't say, "No" I can't say, "No", oh-oh His calls, I've been ignorin' (ignorin') We up all night until the mornin' I can't say, "No", oh-woah You gon' get me Caught up, love drunk, fucked up Over you But we don't feel guilty The more that we keep sneakin', creepin', leavin' Hotel rooms Might just leave 'em alone Yeah, yeah, yeah With my girl and my phone face down Hope you don't call when she's around I know that you fiendin' now All we know is touch and go And now she lookin' at me different I be leavin' and tellin' her that it's business We mix bad with good intentions All we know is no control We ain't lookin' to hurt 'em So good, that we're doin' 'em dirty I won't say, "No" I can't say, "No," ooh-woah Her calls, I've been ignorin' (oh) We up all night until the mornin' (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) I can't say, "No", ooh-woah You gon' get me Caught up (caught up), love drunk (oh-woah), fucked up Over you But we don't feel guilty The more that we keep sneakin' (oh-woah) creepin', leavin' Leavin' hotel rooms (yeah) Might just (might just), leave 'em alone (what? Yeah, woo, ooh) You gon' get me (uh) Can't leave you alone Fiendin' and seekin' your moans (yeah) We be in the zone, he leavin', I creep in your home (right) I'll get you jiggy up, I'll get you Alyx and that chrome (yeah) That nigga finna go crazy, just answer your phone (right) And yeah, I seen you with your man on Rodeo Drive (yeah) SMH, thinking 'bout how I was in those thighs (thighs) Know you wish you was with me, you see me in the ride (yeah) You also see my bitch, she sittin' in passenger side (yeah) Let's just speak the real I'm puttin' all passion aside (woo, come on) You know we started off as friends, we just happened to vibe (yeah) Now you're my guilty pleasure, fill me with letters of lies (alright) I think I met my match 'cause you as savage as I Oh-oh, you gon' get me Caught up, love drunk, fucked up Over you But we don't feel guilty The more that we keep sneakin' Creepin', leavin' (I might have to chose you) Hotel rooms Might just (might just) leave 'em (leave 'em) alone Leave 'em alone Can't you see? What you do to me, baby? Can't you see? What you do to me, baby?
Writer(s): Sean J. Combs, James Brown, Herb Middleton, Terri E. Robinson, John H. Starks, Fred A. Jr. Wesley, Amber Denise Streeter, Joseph P. Howell, Mark South, Randall G. Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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