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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Vocals
Trey Songz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald M. Ferebee Jr
Songwriter
Tony Scales
Songwriter
Nate Walka
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
Don Corell
Songwriter
John David Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trey Songz
Executive Producer
Troy Taylor
Producer
Jean-Marie Horvat
Mixing Engineer
Delante Murphy
Executive Producer
Josh Houghkirk
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Johnta Austin
Executive Producer
Don Corell
Producer
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Young Yonny
Producer
Lyrics
Ay when I give you these keys homeboy, don't move my car man
I'm right in the front ya dig?
Don't move my shit man
Oh, whoa baby, what's your name?
Go girl, it's your birthday
Open wide, I know you're thirsty
Say aah, hey
Say aah
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough
Let me hear you say aah
If you want me, say aah
Pocket full of money, club don't jump 'til I walk inside the doorway
Bottles of that Rosé
Smelling like Dolce & Gabbana, yeah
Shawty, you the baddest and to meet you is an honor
Lil' mama, I got a table waiting, what you think about a convo?
And if you like it baby, we can take it to the condo
And if you like the condo, we can move the party to the bedroom
I'ma beat your body like a congo
Since we in the club for now
Might as well get another round
Noticed ain't nothing in your cup
So get here baby, let me fill it up, fill it up
Go girl, it's your birthday
Open wide, I know you're thirsty
Say aah, hey
Say aah
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough
Let me hear you say aah
If you want me, say aah
Shawty dance like a video vixen
Said her man be on that bullshit pimping
Well, I retired from the Bull like Pippen
Tryna get you Homer, would you be Marge Simpson?
Whip out front, we can leave like pronto
Maple Leaf dash got you feeling like Toronto
Make your body rise like you puffing on a joint though
Girl, that's only if you want though, you ready?
Since we in the club for now
Might as well get another round
Noticed ain't nothing in your cup
So get here baby, let me fill it up, fill it up
Go girl, it's your birthday
Open wide, I know you're thirsty
Say aah, hey
Say aah
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough
Let me hear you say aah (It's 'Loso)
If you want me, say aah (You might be too drunk to know so)
I make you say aah just like I'm your doctor
All I prescribe is cranberry and vodka
Then I'm tryna kick it, play a little soccer
And bust a couple off, blaka blaka
The Henny in your system
You start drunk textin' and suddenly you miss him
Or even wanna diss him
Then you call ya girl like, "What the hell you gave me?"
She like, "Don't blame me", you better do like Jamie
And blame it on the liquor
He works every time, Patron you my nigga
Know it's somebody birthday, well where your ass at?
And I know you thirsty but don't know where your glass at
Go girl, it's your birthday
Open wide, I know you're thirsty
Say aah, hey
Say aah
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough
Let me hear you say aah
If you want me, say aah
Go girl, it's your birthday
Open wide, I know you're thirsty
Say aah, hey
Say aah
And we don't buy no drinks at the bar
We pop champagne 'cause we got that dough
Let me hear you say aah
If you want me, say aah
Writer(s): Tremaine Neverson, John Jackson, Ronald M Jr Ferebee, Tony Scales, Nathan Lawrence Walker
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