Listen to HML (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie) by Melii

HML (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

Melii

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Melii
Melii
Performer
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Audrey Ducassee
Audrey Ducassee
Composer
Tarik Johnston
Tarik Johnston
Composer
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Composer
Richard McLashie
Richard McLashie
Composer
Kevin Thomas
Kevin Thomas
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rvssian
Rvssian
Producer
Mario Dunwell
Mario Dunwell
Mixing Engineer
Kenta Yonesaka
Kenta Yonesaka
Recording Engineer
Víctor Pereyra
Víctor Pereyra
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Tell me what it's like in the night when I ain't by your side You could catch a vibe for some time, but she won't do you right Baby, won't you come on by? No surprise, you know why I wanna change your life Baby, I just need one night Get a taste of paradise and to fall in line I know you want me to throw it back on you I'm in east side, baby, just come through Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind Yeah, baby, come on give me Mazi on some sloppy shit I like how you look at me while your mouth on the dick Baby, you know how I like all of that thottie shit She let my seed drip off of her bottom lip She know I would never go expose her And whenever she with me, she turn her phone off She match my fly, I see her all the time in Bergdorf But I think you look way better with your clothes off Gucci, Louis, Fendi sweaters come right out of Bergdorf But I think you look way better with your clothes off Long hair like you don't care how you go, girl Monclair for your winter jacket, fuck a Marmot Dick up all in her (Ah) She gonna eat me up, I'ma eat her up for dinner (Uh) For a minute I was gon' wife it up, but I'm trippin' (Mm) Too late, I got drugs in my system I'm on another level And I swear I could make you feel so special Dick shaped like a banana, hit the g-spot, simple You be in my dreams, and in my dreams I'm in you Two thousand on jeans and you can be all in 'em I know you want me to throw it back on you I'm in east side, baby, just come through Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind Come grip on my waist, wine for me Louis V scarf on my face like Saudi You could be my daddy, I could be your thottie Need a real bitch that gon' ride with the Bonnie Know you wanna feel up on my body, get me started Animale, enamorame, ain't no talkin', baby, be about it I'ma throw it back, bring it back once more Know you like to front, then you back for more Like oo-ah, oo-ah, what you wanna do-ah? Do-ah? Wanna be for you, I'd do, anything you want tonight I know you want me to throw it back on you I'm in east side, baby, just come through Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, bump and grind Hit my line, hit my line Baby, we can bump and grind, ease your mind Hit my line, hit my line Hit my line, hit my line Hit my line, hit my line Hey Russians Hit my, hit my line
Writer(s): Kevin Thomas, Tarik Luke Johnston, Audrey Grinell Ducasse, Richard Iain Joshua Mcclashie, Artist J. Dubose Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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