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Sexyy Red
Sexyy Red
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Janae Wherry
Janae Wherry
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lesley Baptiste
Lesley Baptiste
Assistant Recording Engineer
Zodiak
Zodiak
Producer
Yak Beats
Yak Beats
Producer

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She's back, yeah (yeah), yeah, yeah, ah (yeah) It's Sexyy Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine) True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (yeah) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (hey!) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want I like fun bitches, bounce that ass, you know you sexy Say he like my smile and my brown-skin complexion (muah) You think this ass fat? Just imagine when I'm naked Tattoos on my body, I'll have you nuttin' in some seconds Do your thing, baby, I'm with whatever, love that freaky shit (yeah) Twerkin' on his face, I see that print he got a big dick (wow) Bouncin' on this nigga, this my toy, this my pogo stick Cars five-percent, I can't be seen, I ain't no regular bitch Fine freaky bitch, bounce that ass, yeah, do the splits Swervin' all in traffic with my friends lookin' for the tricks Hit up my lil' yeah, what's the word, baby? What's the sitch? These other bitches lame, they be fakin', they ain't turnt like this (it's Sexyy) Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine) True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (yeah) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (muah) Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (hey!) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want Whore thought she was cute, you look a mess, bitch, you need to stop Them fine-ass niggas be too easy, yeah, that dick too hot Ratchet-ass bitch, I like to smoke and chill out on the block (Northside) Takin' bitches' niggas, man, I do that shit an awful lot (you know) Ain't beefin' with these hoes, 'cause they broke, can't even bunk a knot Drive the car fast like I stole it, but it ain't a box I'm the type of bitch, you cheat on me, I'ma fuck the opps Throw that ass back, have that nigga bustin' like a Glock Fine freaky bitch, bounce that ass, yeah, do the splits Swervin' all in traffic with my friends lookin' for the tricks Hit up my lil' yeah, what's the word, baby? What's the sitch? These other bitches lame, they be fakin', they ain't turnt like this (it's Sexyy) Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (I'm fine) True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (yeah) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (muah) Red hair, red car, slidin' to my songs Yeah, I look good when I put that shit on (fine) True Religion jeans, ass out, red thong (hey) Lip gloss poppin', I'm the one the niggas want (muah)
Writer(s): Sydne Renee' George, Josue N. Ortiz Salazar, Richard L Johns, Janae Nierah Wherry, Dyensky Dorsainvillep, Lesley Baptiste Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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