Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Koffee Brown
Koffee Brown
Performer
Lady Luck
Lady Luck
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keir Lamont Gist
Keir Lamont Gist
Composer
Eddie Berkeley
Eddie Berkeley
Composer
Balewa Muhammed
Balewa Muhammed
Composer
Clifton Lighty
Clifton Lighty
Composer
S. Jones
S. Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Berkeley
Eddie Berkeley
Producer
KayGee
KayGee
Producer
Adam Kudzin
Adam Kudzin
Mixing Engineer
Kay Gee
Kay Gee
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
One, two
I remember when we first met
I feel in love with the sex
Hickeys on my titties, bite marks on my neck
Wifey like next, but now you get vexed
And in the last six months seems you lost respect
You don't call when you hang out
Ball with the range out
Act all wild in the mall want to bang out
Shit ****, you don't know who I be
Instead of flippin on me get a J-O-B
[Verse 2]
Loud talking, picking my clothes like a orphan
And whenever I'm out you be stalking
911 paging you be callin
What so important
Use the bathroom then you come back
And say you want to talk
With your hands not washed and the seat up
Get a job and get your ass up
And make the bed up, yeah
[Verse 3]
What do you do when your man is a bum
Can't keep a job for more than a month
Your friends don't like him and his game is dead
You blew it off with him cause he's good in bed
Take your keys and throw him out
Or just get mad and run your mouth
You work all day, he's on the couch
Don't that make you want to blackout
[Verse 4]
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Flippin on me I'm flippin on you
Don't want to make me act a fool
Think I'm about to blackout, blackout, blackout
Laugh it off, wild about it
Don't want to lose my cool
I'm about to blackout on you
[Verse 5]
Talkin like you got room
Don't even clean the house
Never seen a broom
Moving my shit don't know where it's at
I told you more than once I wasn't havin that
I'm about to blackout and let it out
Let it out
Doing crazy thing make me wanna shout
Blowin up my cell what that's all about
Sayin you was home when I seen you out
I'm havin doubts
[Verse 6]
Now what do you do when your girls a bird
Pack her shit
Kick to the curb
Loose your cool
Catch your case
Sleep with her friends
Throw it back in her face
Do you take her back and try again
Can't leave home, don't trust your friends
Turn your back now she'll play you out
Don't that make you want to blackout
[Verse 7]
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Wild on out
Flippin on me I'm flippin on you
Don't want to make me act a fool
Think I'm about to blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Don't want to lose my cool
I'm about to blackout on you
[Verse 8]
Clothes smelling like perfume or makeup
Call me somebody else when we make love
You trickin my dough at the strip club
You think it's a game but I'm gettin fed up
You talkin in codes on your cell phone
You do it on the low like I ain't gonna know
You movin to fast better slow down
You playin me close gonna make me black out
[Verse 9]
Yo, pluck an independent woman like Beyonce
And I could give a dam what you and your boyz say
No need to kick me out, I don't wanna stay
Pack the coach bags and be on my way
I don't need you
You need a broad that wake up in the morn
Clean, cook and feed you
And that ain't luck ****, that's what's up
Key up the truck and clear the bank accounts when I black out
[Verse 10]
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Flippin on me I'm flippin on you
You don't want to see me act a fool
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Don't want to lose my cool
I'm about to blackout on you
[Verse 11]
Clothes smelling like perfume or makeup
Call me somebody else when we make love
You trickin my dough at the strip club
You think it's a game but I'm gettin fed up
You talkin in codes on your cell phone
You do it on the low like I ain't gonna know
You movin to fast better slow down
You playin me close gonna make me black out
[Verse 12]
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Flippin on me I'm flippin on you
Don't want to make me act a fool
That's a blackout, blackout, blackout
Grabin out wildin out
Don't wanna lose my cool
No, I'm about to blackout on you
Written by: Balewa Muhammed, Clifton Lighty, Eddie Berkeley, Keir Lamont Gist, S. Jones
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