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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Diddy - Dirty Money
Vocals
Dawn Richard
Vocals
Eric Hudson
Keyboards
Grace Jones
Vocals
J-Maul
Keyboards
James Fauntleroy
Vocals
Jeffrey "J-Dub" Walker
Keyboards
Kalenna Vick
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diddy - Dirty Money
Composer
Sean Combs
Songwriter
Dawn Richard
Songwriter
Leroy Watson
Songwriter
Kalenna Vick
Songwriter
Floyd Nathaniel Hills
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danja
Producer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Edward Sanders
Assistant Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jesus Granica
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Marcella Araica
Engineer
Matthew Testa
Engineer
Smith Carlson
Assistant Engineer
Steve “Rock Star” Dickey
Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah,
I'm here to tell you
That this is a brand new sound
This, this will change your life
All you gotta do is turn your shit up,
(All you gotta do is turn your shit up)
All you gotta do is turn your shit up!
This what you want (this what you need)
This what you need (this what you need)
This what you get (this what you get)
This what you like (this what you like)
This that dirty money
Could have been your everything
Could have been your shooting star
Could have been your backbone
But now I'm too far away
You won't be there alone
My love wouldn't be over
We wouldn't be staring out the window
Guessing which way the wind blows
You would be loving me, hold me
Treating me better than before
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
You're just so damn selfish
Nervous and jealous,
You would be loving me
Yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
(Yeah, yeah, yeah you would)
Yeah, come on, oh
Who was your number one?
Who got niggas at the altar wearing future gators and cummerbunds?
Got my hand on my gun,
As I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you
You shoulda had my sun
Got me losing my mind,
All alone in my room,
Staring at your picture like I'm doing time
I know loving me's hard (loving me's hard)
But the further you are away
Got me closer to God
Sex could've been greater
If I was the only one,
Wouldn't be your mistress?
But now I'm too far to play
(Too far to play)
Now you take the blame along
(You take the blame along)
Love won't be free to roam
(Love won't be free to roam)
We would be prisoners of the sheets, baby
I'll be your capture
(I'll be your capture)
You would be in love with me, holding me
Treating me better than before
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
You're just so damn selfish
Nervous and jealous
You would be in love with me
Yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
All I wanted
Was your loving
You can tell me
You wouldn't be happy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah you would
You would of never ruined my heart
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah you would
You would be loving me
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Yeah, yeah, yeah you would
Writer(s): Leroy Watson, Floyd Hills, Marcella Araica, Sean Combs, Kalenna Vick, Dawn Richard
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