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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jacquees
Jacquees
Vocals
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
Programming
Saint Mino
Saint Mino
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Songwriter
Yakki Marez Davis
Yakki Marez Davis
Songwriter
Corey Moon
Corey Moon
Songwriter
Mino Drerup
Mino Drerup
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Moon
DJ Moon
Producer
Saint Mino
Saint Mino
Producer
Abel Garibaldi
Abel Garibaldi
Mixing Engineer
Max Steger
Max Steger
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Nate Mingo
Nate Mingo
Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You're the reason why-y-y Self-esteem is to the max and you know it Money race I overlap, and you know it Leaving my heart, I'll probably collapse, and you know it Girl, you the reason why-y-y That I keep racks in these Amiri's 'Cause we shopping everywhere we go and land You're the reason why-y-y I put this shit on, rocking designer, smoking on exotic strands You're the reason why-y-y Stack these racks up to the fucking ceiling Take care my momma and her fucking children You're the reason why-y-y Heart cold ain't got no fucking feelings Slim and Baby gone handle business I'm a stack these racks up to the ceiling Gave out too much love it ain't come back to me yet I came back and I turned up the city God know I'm his son he just ain't come back for me yet I just threw a dub at Magic City Fuck it up on Monday then be back the weekend Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket Probably why my old hoes came back at one time I'm in Memphis getting head from a celebrity And all my diamonds GIA yea I got clarity And I got diamonds in my teeth, fifty for a pair of these I'm selling words, you selling birds, who need a pair of keys? S63 it's push to start, who need a pair of keys? Call me the butt naked truth I need a pair of jeans I wear my heart right on my back Who needs a pair of sleeves? I'm in Rick Owens 600 for a pair of sneaks New bitch she go to school she a paralegal Thot bitch want care credit for a pair of cheeks It won't be long, spent 2k for a pair of jeans And my mood, on future, hope it never ends I'm a stack these racks up to the ceiling Gave out too much love it ain't come back to me yet I came back and I turned up the city God know I'm his son he just ain't come back for me yet I just threw a dub at Magic City Fuck it up on Monday then be back the weekend Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket Probably why my old hoes came back at one time I don't want to never end It's like our life has just began I'm walking out I'm coming back again 'Cause we became the best of friends Oh-oh I'm a stack these racks up to the ceiling Gave out too much love it ain't come back to me yet I came back and I turned up the city God know I'm his son he just ain't come back for me yet I just threw a dub at Magic City Fuck it up on Monday then be back the weekend Went to Wafi' and I spent a ticket Probably why my old hoes came back at one time
Writer(s): Yakki Marez Davis, Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax, Cory Moon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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