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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tuka
Tuka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nic Martin
Nic Martin
Composer
Brendan Tuckerman
Brendan Tuckerman
Composer
Matt Cenere
Matt Cenere
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nic Martin
Nic Martin
Producer
Scott Horscroft
Scott Horscroft
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I can give you anything you want They be like I got everything you need and more They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all Just know that Somebody feels the same Just know that Somebody feels the same as you But they ain't gonna wait for tomorrow to call Don't wait up I ain't saying nothing new Don't wait up Getting faded on a summer night Don't wait up I'm howlin at the fuckin' moon Don't wait up Drunk as shit tryna free my mind We can talk about us for a minute Infinite Or instead we can have fun with it Run with it till it's dead, stripped bare And we can split hairs but I ain't got time for that My hands can't wind it back My plans aren't finite In fact, I reserve the right to light my match And shed a bit o' shine on Nah nah nah Mind your business Don't define my status Mind my stride as I try my best At life and death It's a fine line I step; I tread on a tight rope Till I strike my balance then In the middle of a cyclone I'ma hit a high note I hope you like my talents I hate it when a hater wanna ride my phallus But I love it when a hater wanna chuck a peace sign up That's when I mind my manners Have it, really though Ain't no rules to this And I ain't tryna school ya either I ain't tryna fool you neither I just keep it cooling when they be like I can give you anything you want They be like I got everything you need and more They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all Just know that Somebody feels the same Just know that Somebody feels the same as you But they ain't gonna wait for tomorrow to call Don't wait up I ain't saying nothing new Don't wait up Getting faded on a summer night Don't wait up I'm howlin at the fuckin' moon Don't wait up Drunk as shit tryna free my mind I'm stepping out I ain't settling down I'ma raise my cup, I'ma say this once I'm too damn cool Fam and crew be making fun Of my dancing moves Blame it on them handsome shoes They made them up And I just take my paycheck I ain't saving up now I'm playing round Don't vilify I'm hella faded Hello A.M. Don't spill my wine Well OK then Who am I'm a dreamer Turn that beat up Burn that green up Please don't kill my vibe I'm levitating, tating Smoke that reefer Blow that reefer, cheeba cheeba Till I feel alright I'ma celebrate it, brate it Dynamite Hanging, hanging like Mona Lisa How you get so fly? I bet they say that I can give you anything you want I got everything you need and more You're gonna get it, gotta get it all You're gonna get it, gotta get it all They be like I can give you anything you want They be like I got everything you need and more They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all They be like You're gonna get it, gotta get it all Just know that Somebody feels the same Just know that Somebody feels the same as you But they ain't gonna wait for tomorrow to call Somebody feels the same Just know that Somebody feels the same as you But they ain't gonna wait for tomorrow to call And I ain't saying nothing new Don't wait up Getting faded on a summer night Don't wait up I'm howlin at the fuckin' moon Don't wait up Just drunk as shit tryna free my mind
Writer(s): Nic Martin, Brendan Tuckerman, Matt Cenere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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