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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fantasia Barrino
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jean Semexant
Composer
Jevon Hill
Composer
Stanley Green
Composer
Eric Mackey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jean Semexant
Producer
Jevon Hill
Producer
Stanley Green
Producer
John Armstrong
Mixing Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Jawad Mills
Engineer
Owen "OG" Gessler
Mixing Engineer
Peter Mokran
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You gotta put it down (yup, yup, yup)
You gotta put it down
I just can't be with just anybody
Captain
Wish I could just pick up the phone (ooh, you know I can't do that)
You know this blood is set in the stone (so no, I won't go back)
Baby, save all that weak shit for your mama
Baby, save all that weak shit for your boss at work
Had one job, couldn't do it, you fumbled
You was talkin' like you was gon' be something, ooh
I gave it to you but you messed it up
Wasn't good enough
One thing I won't do is be with anyone
'Cause I'm not for everyone
I can't let you give me PTSD (PTSD)
I can't let you give me PTSD (PTSD)
I can't let you give me PTSD (PTSD)
I can't let you give me PTSD (PTSD)
I can't let you give me-
Save all that weak shit for your mama (oh, for your mama), I can't let you give me-
Baby, save all that weak shit for your boss at work (boss at work, at work), I can't let you give me-
Had one job, couldn't do it, you fumbled
I can't let you give me PTSD
I can't let you give me PTSD
I can't let you give me-
Post traumatic sex disorder, oh no (you gotta put it down)
Post traumatic sex disorder (oh no, oh, oh)
Post traumatic (you gotta put it down)
Boop (yeah)
You're all I think about, admit i
You're not even here right now, I'm just thinkin'
That booty, them thighs (what else?)
Them lips (what else?) that head (ooh, especially the head) 'specially the head
Good God almighty, good googly moogly (yeah)
She gon' reign true for me (yeah)
Girl, what you do to me? (Yeah)
I lay the meat like charcuterie
Flashback, bottle, late nights in the hatchback (yeah)
Shawty from the '80s, tryna bring crack back
She want me to kill that thing and I'ma smash that (yeah)
She really tryna end up a hashtag
Oh, no, no, no (no, no, no) I won't take it slow (slow)
You gon' remember this, lay on the floor (floor)
'Cause I don't want your (your), neighbours to hear this shit
This gon' be a win, win, win (win)
Put it on this twinny, twin, twin (twin)
You know what I do, give me round two
Oh, I can't let you
I can't let you give me PTSD (ooh, oh)
I can't let you give me PTSD (woah, oh, oh, oh)
I can't let you give me PTSD
I can't let you give me PTSD (oh, no)
I can't let you give me-
Save all that weak shit for your mama
(Save all that weak shit for your mama), I can't let you give me-
Save all that weak shit for your boss at work (boss at work), I can't let you give me-
Had one job, couldn't do it, you fumbled
I can't let you give me PTSD
I can't let you give me PTSD
I can't let you give me-
You so nasty, you so, you so classy (damn)
You so nasty, you so, you so classy (damn)
You so nasty, you so, you so classy (damn)
You so nasty, you so, you so classy (damn)
Yeah, you gotta have it, get it when I want it
You got to have it, get it when I want it
Yeah, you gotta have it, get it when I want it
Yeah, you gotta have it, get it when I want it
Writer(s): Jevon Lendrick Hill, Fantasia Monique Barrino, Faheem Najm, Jean Semexant, Eric Mackey, Stanley Green
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