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@MBS
R&B/Soul
@MBS was released on November 14, 2025 by 4TL Entertainment as a part of the album Good Grief!
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Release DateNovember 14, 2025
Label4TL Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jake Baba
Jake Baba
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karli Pirro-Baba
Karli Pirro-Baba
Composer
Jacob D. Baba
Jacob D. Baba
Composer
Harper A. Lee
Harper A. Lee
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Karli Pirro-Baba
Karli Pirro-Baba
Producer
Jacob D. Baba
Jacob D. Baba
Producer
Harper A. Lee
Harper A. Lee
Producer

Lyrics

Hey oh
Whoa
Hey
Oh, oh, oh
Told you that I need you for one night
I'm not tryna be your mister right
Funny 'cause she ain't put up a fight
She just wanna blow up all my lines
This bad little bitch from Colombia
Grabbin' her hips tryna pull me up
Feelin' so right but I know it's wrong
Won't be long 'til I'm gone
I told her
Grab your makeup out of your clutch
Hop in the whip, head to the club
She out on the floor, shakin' her butt, yeah
She grindin' on me, I think I'm in love
Escúchame, quiero ella
She throw it on me from the back to the front
She don't wanna go home, she just wanna play rough
At the MBS and I'm trying my luck
I know you wish I was somebody else
I'm sorry
But tonight
I wanna be your everything
And I told her I need one thing
One thing
Hope it wasn't a mistake
And I break her heart
Swear her body is a work of art
Knew that it was over right from the start
I don't know what I'm becoming
I'm runnin'
From the only one who loved me
My fallen star
Ain't nobody could play your part
And she could never fix my broken heart
Here I go being B-A-D
Feeling like I did a 180
She took it off right in front of me
Then she crawled over to my seat
Baby girl, you know I'm fucking weak
In my heart I know this not for me
But now I'm livin' on my own, baby
Just for tonight could you set me free?
Told you that I need you for one night
I'm not tryna be your mister right
Funny 'cause she ain't put up a fight
She just wanna blow up all my lines
This bad little bitch from Colombia
Grabbin' her hips tryna pull me up
Feelin' so right but I know it's wrong
Won't be long 'til I'm gone
I told her
Grab your makeup out of your clutch
Hop in the whip, head to the club
She out on the floor, shakin' her butt, yeah
She grindin' on me, I think I'm in love
Escúchame, quiero ella
She throw it on me from the back to the front
She don't wanna go home, she just wanna play rough
At the MBS and I'm trying my luck
I don't know what's enough
Is this enough for you
That looks like a lot
Be careful!
Oh my gosh! Slow down!
Are you good?
Hello!
Good grief!
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Pick up the fucking phone
Fuck
Written by: Harper A. Lee, Jacob D. Baba, Karli Pirro-Baba
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