Listen to Basic Instinct (U Got Me) by Ciara

Basic Instinct (U Got Me)

Ciara

R&B/Soul

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ciara
Ciara
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Stewart
Christopher Stewart
Songwriter
Ciara Harris
Ciara Harris
Songwriter
Terius The-Dream Nash
Terius The-Dream Nash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tricky Stewart
Tricky Stewart
Producer
Kuk Harrell
Kuk Harrell
Vocal Producer
Pat Thrall
Pat Thrall
Engineer
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Brian "B. Luv" Thomas
Recording Engineer
Andrew Wuepper
Andrew Wuepper
Engineer
Luis Navarro
Luis Navarro
Assistant Engineer
Randy Urbanski
Randy Urbanski
Assistant Engineer
Zachariah Redding
Zachariah Redding
Assistant Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Giancarlo Lino
Giancarlo Lino
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Bellman
Chris Bellman
Mastering Engineer
The-Dream
The-Dream
Producer

Lyrics

You got me (you, y-you, y-you, you got me) See I was out buying Chanel bags While I was doing that, you turned up your swag (you got me) Yup, caught me slippin', but get your hustle on Shorty, I ain't tripping (you got me) I been in the game since '03 You can try, but you still can't do it like me (you got me) I hate it when they talk about me But I love it when they talk about me (you got me) I got a little too prissy I didn't expect y'all b- to try to get me (you got me) But I'ma need that you can go on write your blog I don't need ya' feedback (you got me) See I was on the red carpet When I should've been in the studio laying down hot sh- (you got me) Madder than a motherf–, I can lie a b– madder than motherf– (you got me) I'm badder than a mother– Been up all night like UPS trucker (you got me) Back up on my job, I'm back up in the trap Shorty give me dap (you got me) Back in my corsetto, got me taking off these five inch stilettos (stiletto) (you got me) Back up out my phantom I'm back up in the jeep, back up in these streets (you got me) Hey, hey, I'm all fired up And tell ya informant I'm all wired up (you got me) Please no pictures (you got me) Up off of my twitter (you got me) I'm back up on my sh– And when I see the stage, I'ma black-bag that b– (it's on) I'ma black-bag that b– And when I see the stage I'ma black-bag that (it's on) I'ma black-bag that b– And when I see the stage I'ma black-bag that I'ma black-bag that I'ma black-bag that I'ma black-bag that And y'all could tell that, I'ma black-bag that I should've listened to myself before I let you in I should've warned myself, tell me again and again I should've cautioned myself before I fell in love with you But I just pushed myself, that's what lovers do, oh-whoa Picking up the pieces of my heart I'm tired of lovin' you in the dark I wish I could've seen what you had planned for me Fancy clothes and fancy cars Don't go that far but turn into misery When you don't go With your basic instinct With your basic instinct With your basic instinct With your basic instinct Instinct Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah
Writer(s): Christopher A. Stewart, Ciara Princess Harris, Terius Youngdell Nash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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