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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Maudell Watkins
Maudell Watkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Recording Engineer
Eric Manco
Eric Manco
Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Please stop what you're doing, yeah, yeah, yeah FBG FXX with me, it's more number ones to tend to I just went out to Morocco to do some recruitin' (Yeah, yeah) Fuck the government official, we plugged with Putin (Yeah, yeah) Got two twin sisters, yeah, they squirt, they be shootin' (Yeah, yeah) Don't get your squirt-squirt on the shirt-shirt, be a fool (Yeah, yeah) They drank the wine bar, pop lot of bottles, on the move (Yeah, yeah) I turn the bando to a jewelry store, way I do (Yeah, yeah) I turned a penthouse to a hotel (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah) I turned out 54 hoes, had 'em stoned, fish scale (Yeah, yeah) Takin' a hit it off her fingernail, oh well, well, well (Yeah) Got some bad shit in Israel oh well, well, well (Yeah) I can't be tellin' no lies, jewelers jump on a boat (Woah, yeah) Went to Lagos, Nigeria, travelin' coast to coast Had to treat her like the Coast Guard, had to save a broad (Oh yeah, yeah) We got the oil money comin' in, smokin' out the vapor (Yeah, yeah) She talkin' British when they can't understand, but I feel it (Yeah, yeah) African, gave my bitch 11 hunnid bands, I can dig it (Yeah, yeah) Told me she gettin' back to the city, she comin' to spend it (Yeah) Got two twin sisters, yeah, they squirt, they be shootin' (Yeah, yeah) Don't get your squirt-squirt on the shirt-shirt, be a fool (Yeah, yeah) I turn the bando to a jewelry store, way I do (Yeah, yeah) I feed them racks to you like a monster, that's food (Yeah, yeah) Somethin' like a sponsor, I'm a player, yeah, I tell the truth (Yeah) It's nothing I couldn't conquer, oh well, oh well, well (Yeah) Got the hottest ones comin' from Brazil oh well, oh yeah She see the better side of me, she threw us a party I got six sons, I'm a don like their last name Marley (Yeah) Rolling in the sun, put your hair in a bun, ride it like a Harley (Yeah, yeah) I got that one-of-one spill, so they record me (Record me) I just went out to Morocco to do some recruitin' (Yeah, yeah) Fuck the government official, we plugged with Putin (Yeah, yeah) Got two twin sisters, yeah, they squirt, they be shootin' (Yeah, yeah) Don't get your squirt-squirt on the shirt-shirt, be a fool (Yeah, yeah) When I drink codeine, I get in my feelings (My-my feelings) I don't wanna see you in the same places I'm in (I'm-I'm in) I like takin' ecstasy, it made me a millionaire (Made me a millionaire) It made me get emotional with the bitches (Emotional with the bitches) I feed them racks to you like a monster, that's food (Yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Maudell Watkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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