More songs by Lizzo
Description
Vocals: Lizzo
Producer: Pop Wansel
Producer: Ricky Reed
A And R Administrator: Aryanna Platt
Production Co- Ordinator: Ashlyn Banner
Unknown: Bill Malina
A& R Direction: Brandon Davis
Instrumentation, Keyboards, Programming: Pop Wansel
Mixer: Ricky Reed
Masterer: Zach Pereyra
Writer: Melissa “Lizzo” Jefferson
Writer: Andrew Wansel
Writer: John Allen Morris
Lyrics and translation
Original
Go left, go right, go left, right, left, right!
My back is aching, my belt too tight, my booty shaking from left to right.
Go left, go right, go left, right, left, right!
My back is aching, my belt too tight, my booty shaking from left to right.
My name is Lizzy, yeah, and I get busy, yeah.
And rappers always tryna fly me to they city, yeah. But I say no, no, yeah, can't get no kitty, yeah.
Big bitch, I'm richer than these niggas 'cause of Yitty, yeah. Queen Lizzy, bow down.
Fuck around and found out. You know a bitch was down, but bitches don't stay down, wow.
We got that clank, clank, no pass around, round, yeah.
If he a Gemini, I might take him to pound town, yeah. Ow! Maybe I'm just crazy, maybe I'm a crackpot.
Maybe I can turn around and give you back shots. Take me to the Paris Hilton, baby, that's hot.
I can feel it through his denim, that's a hard lodge.
Go left, go right, go left, right, left, right!
My back is aching, my belt too tight, my booty shaking from left to right.
Go left, go right, go left, right, left, right!
My back is aching, my belt too tight, my booty shaking from left to right.
Bitch, I'm a baddie, yeah. You not my daddy, yeah.
And you a lucky nigga if you get to have me, yeah. Don't be a maddie, uh. Boy, don't start trippin', yeah.
And you ain't slick, you ain't gon' get up on this pimpin', yeah.
Yeah, bitch, I'm -serving, so what's your order? -What's your order?
'Cause I'm outside with my gay sons and my thot daughters.
Bitch, I'm from Texas, close to the border, yeah.
That's why I'm bad, there must be something in the water, yeah. Uh, maybe I'm just horny, maybe I'm just freaky.
Take me back to coochie cutters at the freaknik. I can throw some ass and make a nigga seasick.
I can feel -it through the boxers, baby, it's big.
-Go left, go right, go left, right, left, -right!
-My back is aching, my belt too tight, my -booty shaking from left to right.
-Go left, go right, go left, right, left, -right! -Attention, hut! Assume the position.
I'ma work them cheeks, left, right. Goddamn, daddy, left, right.
Up, down, up, down, left, right. You'll be mad if I left, right? I'ma work them cheeks, left, right.
Goddamn, daddy, left, right. Up, down, up, down, left, right.
-Yeah. -You'll be mad if I left, right?
-Yeah. -I'ma work them cheeks, left, right.
-Yeah. -Goddamn, daddy, left, right.
-Goddamn. -Up, down, up, down, left, right.
-Uh. -You'll be mad if I left, right?
I'ma work -them cheeks, left, right. -Work.
-Goddamn, daddy, left, right. -Goddamn.
-Up, down, up, down, left, right. -Uh.
You'll be mad if I left, right?