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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Saweetie
Saweetie
Vocals
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Saweetie
Saweetie
Songwriter
Julius Darrington
Julius Darrington
Songwriter
King Los
King Los
Songwriter
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
London On Da Track
London On Da Track
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Archer
Archer
Producer
Boobie
Boobie
Producer
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Producer
Sean Momberger
Sean Momberger
Producer
Louie Raphael Gomez
Louie Raphael Gomez
Recording Engineer
Bobbie Day
Bobbie Day
Producer

Lyrics

We gon' turn up at the party Takin' shots off of my body Pour me up (London on the track, London on the track, bitch) Let's go (We got London on the track) Ayy One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy) Shot o' clock (Uno, dos, tres) shot o' clock Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks (Ice) (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup Tonight we gettin' white girl wasted, ayy Clique full off baddies, no basics, ayy This gon' be an icy girl favorite, ayy Shots got me leanin' like The Matrix All my bitches bend over, look back at it, and buss it I'm the one that made him buy you Birkins just to touch that Wop-wop-wop-wop-wop, make them hips roll Drop it down, get low (If you a bad bitch) One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy, uno, dos, tres) shot o' clock (Uno, dos, tres) shot o' clock Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks (Ice) (Uno, dos, tres) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup Ayy, he braggin' he got stars in the Wraith, lame I'm tryna get stars on the Walk of Fame Ayy, when it's this icy, you gotta slurp it Crocodile boots, eat this apple like a serpent White toes, steppin' on these bitches for my spot Real Blasian bitch, I could whip it in a wok Lil' bad B, face down, wop-wop Bustdown cocaina, I'm the dopest on the block One shot, two shots, three shots (Ayy, uno, dos, tres) shot o' clock (Ayy, uno, dos, tres) shot o' clock Diamonds in my cup, so I want it on the rocks (Ice) (Uno, dos, tres) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up (Pour it, pour it, pour it) po' me up BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup (Girl, that's right) We gon' turn up at the party Takin' shots off of my body Got me feelin' hella naughty Sneaky link, don't tell nobody (Uno, dos, tres) po' me up (Uno, dos, tres) po' me up (Uno, dos, tres) po' me up Uno, dos, tres (BYOB, don't be lookin' at my cup, ice) If you don't finance her, you are not the answer You said you want a Saweetie with a body like a dancer Ricky romancer, go and get your bands up I 69 and drown him on my water like a Cancer I 69 and drown him on my water like a Cancer (Mwah) On the track (Pour it, pour it, pour it) (Pour it, pour it, pour it) London on the track, London on the track, bitch London on the track, London on the track
Writer(s): Donald E. Cannon, Suzanne Vega, Carlos Coleman, London Tyler Holmes, Aubrey Robinson, Diamonte Harper, Sean Aaron Momberger, Julius Darrington, Archer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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