Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
1999 WRITE THE FUTURE
Lead Vocals
Rich Brian
Lead Vocals
TiaCorine
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Dexter
Songwriter
Wesley Singerman
Songwriter
Brian Imanuel
Songwriter
Tia Corine Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TiaCorine
Recording Engineer
Taylor Dexter
Producer
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer
Wesley Singerman
Producer
Ivan Handwerk
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Trevor Taylor
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Nate Mingo
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brandon Hernandez
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brian Imanuel
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Move pump it up, groove, now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up (pump)
Groove, now bump it up (bump)
If you with me then you lucky, cool, I'm fresh and funky
All the jocks say they love me (mwah), pull up like baby Huggies
On the real, I'm chill, no sealin', they knowin' the deal
Be for real, I feel for you 'cause yo' face is so ew (yeah)
Like dog no bite, she bark a lot
Show me what's good, gimme head in the parkin' lot
Juggernaut, beat it up, tell me you'll never stop
Give it up, walk down on me, you not big enough (huh)
Fix it up, coochie too wet, now he slippin' up
Kiss it up, off of the white, he got brown, so I mix it up (move)
DJ the style on the road, I be switchin' up
Yo' girl love me, at the show pull her titties up
Niggas love me, got 'em throwin' my city up
He did me dirty but watch how I clean it up
Nigga so fine, gotta watch how he beat it up (damn)
I been cookin', now watch how I eat it up
Move pump it up, groove, now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up (pump)
Groove, now bump it up (bump)
Hands on two and ten
Speak your truth or you gon' be my food again
Say you gon' blow but when you gon' pull the pin
Back in '04 I lived out your whole life
I flew to gold coast, no girl just solo, I do not pour fours
Poppin' out the carbonated case of cold Coke
Habits no stranger, man, I've been through low, lows
I never wanna spend a day in Cabo, aw
Bitch, I've done my due diligence
I break bad hoes hearts, Vince Gilligan
My money gon' come before my relevance
They still waitin' 'til they get poppin' again
I'm boutta get wild, she ridin' my dick in the back of Honda
Don't fuck tens if she not makin' me smile
I love to pet, but I'll still kill a feline
All of their visions distorted
They climbin' 'cause they think the top where the gold is
I tasted that bread and I held on my (soul), man, I'm far from the (throne)
But I'm closer to (home), and I'm closer to me
These hoes convinced their pussy what I need
Studio time and family what I need
Worked off the clock and I sharpened my sword
The new flows gon' get all of you folks up to speed
Move pump it up, groove, now bump it up
Move, move, pump it up (pump)
Groove, now bump it up (bump)
If you with me then you lucky, cool, I'm fresh and funky
All the jocks say they love me, pull up like baby Huggies
On the real, I'm chill, no sealin', they knowin' the deal
Be for real, I feel for you 'cause yo' face is so ew
It's 1999
Writer(s): Brian Imanuel, Taylor Dexter, Wesley Singerman
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