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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Destiny Rogers
Destiny Rogers
Performer
Coi Leray
Coi Leray
Performer
Jonathan Yip
Jonathan Yip
Synthesizer
The Stereotypes
The Stereotypes
Programming
Ray Romulus
Ray Romulus
Drums
Jeremy Reeves
Jeremy Reeves
Bass
Ray Charles McCullough II
Ray Charles McCullough II
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Destiny Rogers
Destiny Rogers
Songwriter
Jonathan Yip
Jonathan Yip
Songwriter
Ray Romulus
Ray Romulus
Songwriter
Jeremy Reeves
Jeremy Reeves
Songwriter
Ray Charles McCullough II
Ray Charles McCullough II
Composer
Whitney Phillips
Whitney Phillips
Songwriter
Carmen Reece
Carmen Reece
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Stereotypes
The Stereotypes
Producer
Ronald [RD] Estrada
Ronald [RD] Estrada
Engineer
Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
Mixing Engineer
Elijah Marrett-Hitch
Elijah Marrett-Hitch
Assistant Engineer
Ayoroc
Ayoroc
Recording Engineer
Nunu
Nunu
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I'm a girl's girl, I'm a boss in a man's world Yeah, I can pick and roll, pass, ballerina twirl Skating through the city with my snapback on Still, be looking pretty with no makeup on Hit Sephora quick, get a red lip But meet me on the court, I'll ball you up right quick (switch) They be like, "Baby, baby, how you get so fine?" But I don't do no favors for the studio time My mama said, "Marry a rich man" (oh, no, oh, no) And I was like, "Mama, I am that rich man" (oh, yo-yo, yo-yo) Oh my me, oh my God How'd this girl get so fly? I do what you doin', boy Doin' it like a tomboy Oh my me, oh my God (skrrt, skrrt) How'd this girl get so fly? (Skrrt, skrrt) I do what you doin', boy (yeah) Doin' it like a tomboy (yeah) See I'm a pretty thing', this lingerie sit underneath my baggy jeans Don't gotta take my clothes off just for them to fuck with me Whole closet full of SB's, so I'm out here walkin' comfortable I love living my life, my way Hanes tank tops, long tube socks, doin' what I wanna Take it all far, play my own part, is what I'm gonna We dream far, just play your part And acknowledge that the world is ours My mama said, "Marry a rich man" (oh no, oh no) And I was like, "Mama, I am that rich man" (yeah, oh, yo-yo, yo-yo) (let's go) Oh my me, oh my God How'd this girl get so fly? I do what you doin', boy Doin' it like a tomboy Oh my me, oh my God (skrrt, skrrt) How'd this girl get so fly? (Skrrt, skrrt) I do what you doin', boy (yeah) Doin' it like a tomboy (yeah) I'll make a jealous girl my friend I'll make an ex want me again I got the best of both worlds (yes, I do) I can hang with the dudes, get pretty with the girls Oh my me, oh my God (oh-na-na) How'd this girl get so fly? (How she get so fly?) I do what you doin', boy (yea-yeah) Doin' it like a tomboy Oh my me, oh my God (skrrt, skrrt) How'd this girl get so fly? (Skrrt, skrrt) I do what you doin', boy (yeah) Doin' it like a tomboy (yeah) Yeah, oh-oh, oh-ooh (Oh-oh, oh-ooh) Do it, do it Like a tomboy
Writer(s): Jeremy L. Reeves, Jonathan James Yip, Ray Romulus, Carmen Reece, Whitney Lauren Phillips, Ray Charles Ii Mccullough, Destiny Rogers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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