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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patrick "Plain Pat" Reynolds
Patrick "Plain Pat" Reynolds
String Instrument
Temi Okotieuro
Temi Okotieuro
Saxophone
Adrian Simon
Adrian Simon
String Instrument
Aja Grant
Aja Grant
Keyboards
Bari Bass
Bari Bass
Bass
Elbee Thrie
Elbee Thrie
Vocals
Elijah Rawk
Elijah Rawk
Guitar
Matthew Byas
Matthew Byas
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aja Grant
Aja Grant
Songwriter
Elijah Austin
Elijah Austin
Songwriter
Matthew Byas
Matthew Byas
Songwriter
Omar Grant
Omar Grant
Songwriter
Robert Booker
Robert Booker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Phony Ppl
Phony Ppl
Producer
Benjamin Julia
Benjamin Julia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Baby, baby, what's the plans? The night is slipping out our hands I seen you over there girl Why don't you come over here girl Don't be scared girl There's enough of that in the world girl I'm posted up with my boys You chillin' with your girls, girl And I bet you all are pretty as your pearls girl Jigga man, Roc-A-Fella, Girls, Girls, Girls, girl Physically, you don't have to remember me But don't forget my energy Feel where I'm coming from So you can see where we going to 'Cause by the end of the night, if you come with me You gon' forget what you're going through And by the end of the night if I come with you I'm gon' forget (I'm gon' forget, forget) Baby, baby, what's the plans? (Yeah, yeah) The night is slipping out our hands I'm tryna see what's good with you Yo, yo, yo, yo So come and slide to the left side Your body shape hypnotise in that dress Ma' Yes I, slide then we'll quick ride The curve of your hips Take your thighs for a test drive See me, I like a freak in Nicole, diva Sheema and Keema know the freak in Nicole need to (exhale) For the weekend let's go deeper See when I set sail, I leave a leak in your hole weaker than you Your friends' probably feeling it too I know most of them chickens with it I could get them a room I just hope it change when the liquor get up into ya boo Listen, I ain't trippin, if y'all ain't tryna kick it, it's cool 'Cause what I want, is light skin, down, booty round Girl you thicker than 30 Snickers, come pounce on me now Let me demonstrate, I'll hit it with my baseball bat See I knew you with it Why you make a face like that? Hol' up Baby, baby, what's the plans? (Yeah yeah) The night is slipping out our hands I'm tryna see what's good with you Baby, baby, what's the plans? (Yeah, yeah) The night is slipping out our hands (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Phillip Shaquille Curry, Elijah Rene Austin, Matthew Samuel Byas, Omar Elias Grant, Robert L. Booker, Aja Grant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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