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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
T-Pain
Lead Vocals
Alex Zilinski
Guitar
Chris Brown
Vocals
Arnold Nese
Bass
Mark Annino
Drums
Sophia Fresh
Background Vocals
Robert Benton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Faheem Najm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tremaine Winfrey
Producer
Young Fyre
Producer
Brandon Jones
Assistant Engineer
Miguel Bustamante
Assistant Engineer
Brian Springer
Vocal Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Vic Wainstein
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Javier Merino Valverde
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Recording Engineer
Joe Fitz
Vocal Recording Engineer
YoungFyre
Producer
Lyrics
Nappy Boy (Hey)
P-pretty boy (U-uh, hey)
Nappy Boy (Hey)
Pretty boy (U-uh)
Turn up the bass (Turn up the bass), turn up the treble (Turn up the treble)
I'm 'bout to take you to a whole another level (Uh, uhh)
DJ, turn off what you're playing
I want the whole club to hear what I'm sayin' (Sayin')
Because this girl means so much to me
And now we on the floor and she touchin' me
And if I wanna take her home
It's gonna be better than what they do on the radio
It's gotta be the crunkest
It's gotta be the loudest
It's gotta be the best
The best love song she ever heard in her life
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write it (Me to write it)
I just gotta picture her smiling
And if you feel that way (Way)
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Turn up the lights (Lights), give me a mic (Give me a mic)
I'm 'bout to sing it to her just how she likes (Li-likes)
Jump off the stage (Bombs away)
Crowd surfin' all the way (Cowabunga)
You know it's right (Right), just do the wave (Do the wave)
Girl, just move your body like a snake (Ma)
And if you wanna get with me
Put your hands in the air, show me that energy
It's gotta be the crunkest
It's gotta be the loudest
It's gotta be the best, the best love song she ever heard in her life (Hey)
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write it (Me to write it)
I just gotta picture her smilin'
And if you feel that way (Way)
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (We got love)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Ohh, we got love)
Homie, kiss your girl
Shorty, kiss your man
We can see you on the kissin' cam
Now show me some love (Yeah, yeah)
Show me some love (Yeah, yeah)
Now look her in the eye (Eye), say, "Baby, I love you"
I never put no one above you
And if you feel that way (Way)
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Got the love)
And if you feel that way (Way)
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we've got the whole stadium in love like
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Oh, oh, oh, baby)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (In love, yeah)
Yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Faheem Rasheed Najm, Christopher Maurice Brown, Tremaine Winfrey
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