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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
Songwriter
Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker
Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker
Songwriter
Pascal Leroy
Pascal Leroy
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Deans
Jonathan Deans
Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mastering Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Cardo
Cardo
Producer
Motif Alumni
Motif Alumni
Producer
Pas Beatz
Pas Beatz
Producer
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah) She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole again, woah (oh) Yo, double deck of hoes in it They know I'm for sure, they knock on my door with it Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gone, get in it They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (oo-oo, yeah) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) It's another day, on another plane, on another flight (uh-uh) The pour up, need the door open, I'm going tonight (yeah-yeah) And I tried to fall in love, but you wouldn't see me right Wouldn't see me right (see me right) Speed off in a Lambo, you hear the pipes buss I just wanna hit it here for one night 'cause Going off with little shawty like a robbery, woah Order waste my time, you ain't got time for me, woah Two tone Patek Two tone at your neck (ah, haha) Know I need respect (woah) Know I need respect (woah) You know I need my money, a hunnid thousand checks (uh-uh) But my cars always dollars, I run straight to the jects I might've flowed a hun', blow that back, and blow that hun By the time my fit is on, cross the line, no border, huh I gotta go fill me up (fill me up) Fill me up (fill me up) Border I don't go for no type of bogus shit (ah) She just wanna take a picture (ah-ah), strike a pose with it Twenty-five hundred on my bitch, she stole again (woah) Yo, double deck of hoes in it They know I'm for sure, they knock on my door with it Donny on a roll, couple bowls, I'm gone, get in it They gon' go-go crazy, I popped the door with it, yeah (oo-oo, yeah) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) 'Til it's over ('til it's over) Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (strike a pose with it) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Pascal Leroy, Ronald La Tour, Marcus Fitzgerald Jr. Rucker, Caleb Toliver Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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