More songs by Lizzo
Description
Vocals: Lizzo
Producer: Bongo ByTheWay
Producer: Daoud
A And R Administrator: Aryanna Platt
Unknown: Bill Malina
A& R Direction: Brandon Davis
Mixer: Ricky Reed
Masterer: Zach Pereyra
Writer: Melissa “Lizzo” Jefferson
Writer: Uforo Ebong
Writer: Daoud Anthony
Writer: Andrew Wansel
Lyrics and translation
Original
Uh, yeah. Hoes still mad, what a bummer.
Made the bad bitch soundtrack of the summer. Look at that back, thot thighs like a thunder.
Drop a nigga jaws, fat ass -dunna-dunna.
-Uh, this that lick back, this that get back, this that, "Nigga, what's up?
" This that keep it real with bitches, tell them bitches they suck. This that fuck around and find out 'cause my bitches get crunk.
This that what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?
You're poppin', baby, slow down. It's better when we slow down.
Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. You're poppin', baby, slow down.
It's better when we slow down.
Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. Nah, calling me hoe, I'm at your door. Bitch, I'm on go, go, go, go.
You took it there, it's on the floor. Throwing these bo-bo-bo-bos.
Bo-bo-bo-bo, what did they tweet? Say it ain't so, sup with these hoes thinking it's sweet? General
Tso, huh. Ass out in bikini is the only time that I'm under heat.
Low-key, maybe high-key, only real bitches really fuck with me.
Seen the consequences of my actions cross the line, but would you rather lose your legacy or lose your mind?
You're poppin', baby, slow down.
It's better when we slow down. Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. You're poppin', baby, slow down.
-Slow down. -It's better when we slow down.
-Slow down. -Now I got you alone now.
-I got you alone now. -Don't be calling me no hoe now.
-Don't be calling me. . . -Oh, now, nah.
T-t-t-t hold on, walk with me. When it come to my people, I don't play, I don't play.
Like, why would Kenny play like that with Janae? Type shit, know what I'm saying?
Huh, know what I'm saying? I had the same best friend since the fourth grade.
I'ma step for my bitch all day, every day. That's the type of shit I'm saying.
-Talk your shit, bitch!
-That's the type of shit I'm saying, that real shit.
English translation
Uh, yeah. Hoes still mad, what a bummer.
Made the bad bitch soundtrack of the summer. Look at that back, thot thighs like a thunder.
Drop a nigga jaws, fat ass -dunna-dunna.
-Uh, this that lick back, this that get back, this that, "Nigga, what's up?
" This that keep it real with bitches, tell them bitches they suck. This that fuck around and find out 'cause my bitches get crunk.
This that what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up, what's up?
You're poppin', baby, slow down. It's better when we slow down.
Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. You're poppin', baby, slow down.
It's better when we slow down.
Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. Nah, calling me hoe, I'm at your door. Bitch, I'm on go, go, go, go.
You took it there, it's on the floor. Throwing these bo-bo-bo-bos.
Bo-bo-bo-bo, what did they tweet? Say it ain't so, sup with these hoes thinking it's sweet? General
Tso, huh. Ass out in bikini is the only time that I'm under heat.
Low-key, maybe high-key, only real bitches really fuck with me.
Seen the consequences of my actions cross the line, but would you rather lose your legacy or lose your mind?
You're poppin', baby, slow down.
It's better when we slow down. Now I got you alone now.
Don't be calling me no hoe now, oh, now. You're poppin', baby, slow down.
-Slow down. -It's better when we slow down.
-Slow down. -Now I got you alone now.
-I got you alone now. -Don't be calling me no hoe now.
-Don't be calling me. . . -Oh, now, nah.
T-t-t-t hold on, walk with me. When it come to my people, I don't play, I don't play.
Like, why would Kenny play like that with Janae? Type shit, know what I'm saying?
Huh, know what I'm saying? I had the same best friend since the fourth grade.
I'ma step for my bitch all day, every day. That's the type of shit I'm saying.
-Talk your shit, bitch!
-That's the type of shit I'm saying, that real shit.