Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skilla Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trevon Gardner
Songwriter
Christian Hamilton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zai Hamilton
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Chris Smith
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Hahaha, Zai, can you turn it up a little bit?)
Huh?
Girl, your body bangin', you look like somebody famous
These hoes can't be you, these bitches hatin'
Girl, your body bangin' and your face perfect like your shape is
You look heaven-sent, baby, amen
Girl, your body bangin', these **** want you, you don't entertain them
The only **** touch you is your gay friends
Girl, your body bangin', huh, all these bitches want you to be they friends
I can tell you look better naked, girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
She only come outside on occasion
Why you single, pretty as your face is?
And your body bangin', I thought you was famous
Call your mama, I just gotta thank the one who raised you
You ain't got no man, these **** playin', these bitches hate you
I don't care if you work out or you hopped on that table, huh
Girl, your body special and your face special
You already know that, but I just gotta tell you
I ain't tryna play with you, mama, let me Chanel you
I'ma pay for crib, car, clothes, toes, nails too
You look good with them clothes on, I wanna, ooh
Post you on the 'Gram and break the 'net, that's my real move
Girl, your body bangin', you look like somebody famous
These hoes can't be you, these bitches hatin'
Girl, your body bangin' and your face perfect like your shape is
You look heaven-sent, baby, amen
Girl, your body bangin', these **** want you, you don't entertain them
The only **** touch you is your gay friends
Girl, your body bangin', huh, all these bitches want you to be they friends
I can tell you look better naked, girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
Girl, your body bangin', girl, your body bangin'
These hoes wanna know who your trainer is
Don't know what you need, but it ain't no man
Hello, 911?
I wanna report somethin' missin', hah (Huh, huh)
Baby girl right here, I'm just lookin' for her waist again
If God blessed you, let me here your pretty ass say, "Amen" (Amen)
All your **** on they shit and get that money
Girl, you gettin' thick, you must be from the country
These bitches can't stand you, these **** love you
You don't want no lame guy, your **** thuggin'
All your **** athletes or they sell drugs
As long as your daddy like 'em, you love 'em
Girl, your body bangin', you look like somebody famous
These hoes can't be you, these bitches hatin'
Girl, your body bangin' and your face perfect like your shape is
You look heaven-sent, baby, amen
Girl, your body bangin', these **** want you, you don't entertain them
The only **** touch you is your gay friends
Girl, your body bangin', huh, all these bitches want you to be they friends
I can tell you look better naked, girl, your body bangin'
Written by: Christian Hamilton, Trevon Gardner