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Description
Composer, Producer: Carrington Brown
Producer: Dave Drake
Vocalist, Producer, Composer Lyricist: Teyana Taylor
Background Vocalist, Vocalist, Lyricist: Jill Scott
Vocalist: Tyla
Recording Engineer: Mixx
Mixing Engineer: Sean Solymar #MWA for Dean’s List Productions
Mastering Engineer, Co Mixing Engineer: Mike Dean #MWA for Dean’s List Productions
Lyricist: Tyla Laura Seethal
Composer: Derrick Milano
Composer: Carl McCormick
Composer: Blake Strauss
Composer: Kelvin Wooten
Composer: Maranda Thomas
Composer: Matthew Burdette
Composer: Samuel Jean
Lyrics and translation
Original
You act a crazy when we getting lit.
You could taste me on your tongue 'cause I let you get a lick. Must be something in the liquor 'cause I need it, baby, quick.
I been tryna keep it classy, but my lips just wanna grip. You make my pum pum jump.
Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum pum jump.
Pum pum, pum pum.
I like to be manhandled even though I'm lady-like. You can take control, I'ma take it slow. Is it going round?
Is it going down? Anything can happen when we on that prowl.
Only you, it's only us. We ain't got no rules to follow.
We can play it cool tomorrow. We gon' play with the pum pum. Make that shit go boom-boom.
Working it away. I love it when you hit the bass. Make a put it all on tape.
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum. . .
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You really let me see something.
Got my pretty kitty purring all over this album.
Baby, you are fine as and my box room.
You're so intentional when we touch. We're so euphoric when we move.
I love that you love to reach all the places I want. Oh.
I would have you for dinner, breakfast, brunch, lunch.
Never too much.
English translation
You act a crazy when we getting lit.
You could taste me on your tongue 'cause I let you get a lick. Must be something in the liquor 'cause I need it, baby, quick.
I been tryna keep it classy, but my lips just wanna grip. You make my pum pum jump.
Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum pum jump.
Pum pum, pum pum.
I like to be manhandled even though I'm lady-like. You can take control, I'ma take it slow. Is it going round?
Is it going down? Anything can happen when we on that prowl.
Only you, it's only us. We ain't got no rules to follow.
We can play it cool tomorrow. We gon' play with the pum pum. Make that shit go boom-boom.
Working it away. I love it when you hit the bass. Make a put it all on tape.
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You make my pum. . .
You make my pum pum jump. Pum pum, pum pum.
You really let me see something.
Got my pretty kitty purring all over this album.
Baby, you are fine as and my box room.
You're so intentional when we touch. We're so euphoric when we move.
I love that you love to reach all the places I want. Oh.
I would have you for dinner, breakfast, brunch, lunch.
Never too much.