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PERFORMING ARTISTS
dvsn
Performer
Future
Vocals
Bryan-Michael Cox
Programming
Paul Jefferies
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan-Michael Cox
Songwriter
Daniel Daley
Songwriter
Paul Jefferies
Songwriter
Kandise Nathan
Songwriter
Keyona Reed
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Shontell Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryan-Michael Cox
Producer
Paul Jefferies
Producer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
David "D.C." Castro
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Eric Manco
Recording Engineer
Greg Moffett
Recording Engineer
Shawn Singh
Recording Engineer
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Super, dvsn
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Too many chances, too many advances
Too many nights, out here spaced on other planets
Everything's outstanding, I feel everlasting
We can do anything, I just don't feel romantic
Don't you go backwards, yeah
Don't you go back to him
Too many chances
Too many nights, outer space on other planets
This keep on happenin'
Just breathe, relax
Girl's night, get your bounce back
Trust me, you'll be alright
(All I gotta say)
Only one thing you need to remember
Ain't nobody cryin' in the club
Ayy, you can do better, oh
No cryin' in the club, girl (Yeah, turn up)
You know that wasn't love (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
No more cryin' in the club, girl (Why you cryin' in the club?)
You know that wasn't love, girl (No more cryin' in the club)
You know that wasn't
You know that wasn't
You know that wasn't
Ain't no cryin' in my phantom, don't get no tears on my seats
Girl, you know I ain't got no love for you, no mercy on a freak
Got my partners in the club, you know we roll a hundred deep
We been sleepin' in Balenciaga, we don't wear nothin' that's cheap
I can't show no favoritism, I can't show no signs of weakness
Hood nigga forever, I put shorties on my leashes
I'm a man of my word, and I said, fuck you, and I mean it
I could stop all this pressure and go cop a new compressor
But I'm deep in VIP, and ain't go no time for no lectures
I would write you a letter but it won't make it no better
When I say what's on my mind
What's on my mind won't make it no better
Start cryin' when you look at these bezels
Start lying' when you look at these bezels
And I got these bad bitches obsessed with me okay, yeah
Put you in these Eliantte diamonds, I make it rain, yeah
And I had to come from out the mud, that's why my cup's dirty
Last time when we had sex, I ain't feel nothin'
No cryin' in the club, girl (No more cryin' in the club)
You know that wasn't love, girl (No more cryin' in the club)
No more cryin' in the club (No more cryin' in the club), girl
You know that wasn't love, girl
You know that wasn't
You know that wasn't
You know that wasn't
Yeah, you learned your lesson from this (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, don't let that makeup run in public
Yeah, too loyal, you can't help it (Yeah)
Yeah, this year you gon' be selfish
Just breathe, relax
Girl's night, get your bounce back (Turn up)
Trust me, you'll be alright
Why you cryin' in the club?
You ain't cryin'
No more cryin' in the club
No more cryin' in the
Writer(s): Paul Jeffries, Daniel Daley, Kandise Nathan, Nayvadius Wilburn, Keyona Reed, Bryan Michael Paul Cox, Shontell Moore
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