Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Filipe Buedo Jr
Songwriter
Brandon Jareal Harris
Songwriter
Ray Oliver
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ooh, un hun
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, un hun
Bae you got an ass on ya
You're like a diamond in the rough
And ooh you so amazing
Got a nigga craving
I can't seem to get enough
And you know you look so good to me
Like a model in a magazine
And I love that you so cultured
Body's like a sculpture
Baby you're a masterpiece (For real though, I know)
And I know that you a go-getta
And with time you only get betta
You're like a fine wine
Always on your grind
And you got my back through whateva
Were you made by Leonardo da Vinci
You're a piece of art cause of your beauty
The perfect recipe
Amount of chemistry
Cause you know that you are a masterpiece
Shawty is a dime and on fleek
Got a nigga all in love low key
Baby you're a masterpiece (Aye, aye)
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Go ahead and show it off for me
You're the greatest piece of work I've seen
Baby you're a masterpiece
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Yeah my baby's like a superstar
I wanna show the world who you are
I hope that they can take it
You gone have em shaking
Yeah my baby's up to par
And baby what we have is so deep
You put it down cause you're my little freak
I can see you in a movie
And I'll be your groupie
Your love is like artistry (Ooh yeah)
And yeah my bae is a trend-settah
Always holding it down under pressure
I love your energy
And your consistency
And that's why we keep building together
You're impressive like one of Picasso's
Or a piece by the great Donatello
Baby you are for keeps
Cause it's the love for me
Cause you know that you are a masterpiece
Shawty is a dime and on fleek
Got a nigga all in love low key
Baby you're a masterpiece (Aye, aye)
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Go ahead and show it off for me
You're the greatest piece of work I've seen
Baby you're a masterpiece
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Hol' up
It's that ass for me
Talkin bout it's real, lemme grab and see
Ain't no limit with this Master P
That body's a work of art, you a masterpiece, ya know
Do that lil dance for me
Got me spending hella cash, hella casually
You gone make me spend the re-up at the Galleria
But Imma get you picture perfect for my gallery
Nobody got nothing on yo body
You got nothing on, remind me of a Salvador Dalí
Bus it lil mami
Let's run and jump on the highway
Do the dash, hit the gas
We can kick it, lil tai chi
Picasso Pablo, Khalo, Angelooo
Yo body, Van Gogh, priceless, that's fasho
Come and lean on this easel
Let's roll up some weed, smoke in Sistine Cathedral (ooooh, woooahh)
Shawty is a dime and on fleek
Got a nigga all in love low key
Baby you're a masterpiece (Aye, aye)
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Go ahead and show it off for me
You're the greatest piece of work I've seen
Baby you're a masterpiece
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Cause you are a masterpiece, yeah
Cause you are a masterpiece (Yeah)
That's why I keep fucking wit you
That's why I keep fucking wit you
Writer(s): Brandon Harris
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