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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Vocals
Sexyy Red
Sexyy Red
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Producer
Cam Raleigh
Cam Raleigh
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Isaiah “ibmixing” Brown
Mixing Engineer
Neek
Neek
Mixing Engineer
Peter “Manzo” Munzo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I pulled up to the party like damn I'm a motherfuckin' player, what the fuck is a bride? I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon (Glory Gang) I don't be fuckin' with these bitches, rather hang with my guy Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb (Home of the Glory Gang) Hoes always hatin' on me, what the fuck did I do? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I ain't fuckin' with that nigga if he wear ugly shoes Baby, you gon' be fucked up, and you ain't gon' know what to do I ain't fuckin' with that nigga if he wear ugly shoes Grind, nigga, s- Grind- grind, nigga, s- You think this hoe care about what you doin' out here in these streets All this bitch care about is get her bills paid, nigga Come out your pocket, nigga, break yourself like they used to say in the movies, nigga Bitch robbin' you without a gun) She in another nigga DM, she got 40 other niggas in her phone on call You at the bottom of the totem pole I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon Boy, you live with that bitch, she gon' get tired of you soon Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb I ain't never gettin' married, nigga, what is a groom? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I 'on't know you, I can't pass my fuckin' blunt to you, fool Baby mama wish I died, but baby, what if it's true? Baby, you gon' be fucked up and you ain't gon' know what to do No chains around my neck for four necks and a half All this cash up in my pocket, man, I fucked up my math I be sippin' clean drank like it fell in a bath I be ballin' so damn hard, you'd think I play with the Cavs This bitch laugh so motherfuckin' fake, I hate when she laugh Man, these pussies don't want no beef, we turn they ass into cow Nigga, you hated me back then and yo' ass hatin' me now If you don't love me for real, stop throwin' that word around Man, these hoes love gettin' around, they just love gettin' around I be ballin' winter, summer, spring, all year round We lookin' for love, baby, man, I hope my heart can get found Nah, we ain't from the A, still'll hawk a nigga down I pull up on the lot in a Lamb' I pulled off the lot in a Cullinan I pulled up to the party like damn I ain't better, alright, bet, man, who better then? I got so high, nigga turned to Method Man Pull a million out, bitch, this ain't no settlement Bro on go, he waitin' on me to tell him when Go check in, we gon' get you settled in I'm a motherfuckin' player, what the fuck is a bride? I don't be fuckin' with these bitches, rather hang with my guys (gang, gang) Ridin' in the spaceship, I got my twin on the side (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Smoked a blunt of that thing, don't talk to me when I'm fried I ain't fuckin' with that nigga if he wear ugly shoes I don't gotta choose a nigga, when they see me, they choose Hoes always hatin' on me, what the fuck did I do? Is you mad 'cause I look better and I'm fresher than you? (It's Sexyy) Almighty and Big Sexyy slidin' in the spacecraft (skrrt) Bitch, don't get an attitude 'cause you'll get your head cracked None of you hoes can't fuck with me, they boring and they coochie wack Northside bitch, in a foreign, but I like Hellcats (you know it) No panties on when I rock that long sundress (no) Titties sittin' pretty, I'm the real hood princess (Northside) When I come around, all these niggas try to impress I pull up in that new ball, AMG, or SS I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon Boy, you live with that bitch, she gon' get tired of you soon Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb I ain't never gettin' married, nigga, what is a groom? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I don't know you, I can't pass my fuckin' blunt to you, fool Baby mama wish I died, but baby, what if it's true? Baby, you gon' be fucked up, and you ain't gon' know what to do I'm a wolf, so I walk around and growl at the moon Boy, you live with that bitch, she gon' get tired of you soon Your mama should've pushed your broke ass back inside of the womb I ain't never gettin' married, nigga, what is a groom? I'm in a spaceship, watch me fly it over the moon I don't know you, I can't pass my fuckin' blunt to you, fool Baby mama wish I died, but baby, what if it's true? Baby, you gon' be fucked up, and you ain't gon' know what to do I pull up on the lot in a Lamb' I pulled off the lot in a Cullinan I pulled up to the party like damn I ain't better, alright, bet, man, who better then? I got so high, nigga turned to Method Man Pull a million out, bitch, this ain't no settlement Bro on go, he waitin' on me to tell him when Go check in, we gon' get you settled in I pull up on the lot in a Lamb' I pulled up to the party like damn (-y Gang) I got so high, nigga turned to Method Man (The Glory Gang) Bro on go, he waitin' on me to tell him when (Sosa on the beat)
Writer(s): Keith Cozart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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