Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SG Lewis
SG Lewis
Synthesizer
Robyn
Robyn
Vocals
Channel Tres
Channel Tres
Vocals
Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs
Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Samuel George Lewis
Samuel George Lewis
Songwriter
Sheldon Young
Sheldon Young
Songwriter
Orlando Higginbottom
Orlando Higginbottom
Songwriter
Robin Carlsson
Robin Carlsson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SG Lewis
SG Lewis
Producer
Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs
Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs
Producer
Ludvig Larsson
Ludvig Larsson
Recording Engineer
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mixing Engineer
Mike Marsh
Mike Marsh
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Wooooh, I'm gonna (gonna, gonna, gonna) I felt your impact (impact) Eyes closed while I ride the wave (ya love it) I'm in a haze 30.000 feet, no sleep, I've been trapping for days Your impact still won't help (still won't help) Probably shoulda tried that (tried that) A lot of shit just fails (lot of shit just fails) I had a talk with God, shit What I do gon' make my bed Soft pillow where I lay my head, ya know? (where I lay my head) I put my guard up on you Girl you'd better quit I put my guard up on you Hit you with the stiff I putt my guard up on you You know that I'm the shit Spill drink all up on it You know I'm with the shits I put my guard up on you Girl, you'd better quit I put my guard up on you Hit you with the stiff I put my guard up on you You know I'm with the shit Spill drink all up on you Girl, you'd better quit Wooooh, baby you move my spirit (You make me hit that high and I like it) You got me swooning and I know you can feel it (I'll make you hit that high like a rocket) (Oooooh, I'm gonna) I'm gonna make that time for you baby (Ooooh, I wanna) Want to get to know you, oh, I want to taste it 'Cause when we hit that high pretty baby We got to let it fly and that's enough for now Don'tcha know I'm from the ghetto So I'm misunderstood (I'm misunderstood) Choppa go echo (yeah) I miss the sounds from the hood (miss the sounds from the hood) Dog made it to the top I never stop (I never stop) You know I'm straight from the block Talk shit red dot Gon' see a red dot I ain't posed to be here Style, wit, counterfeit, only is I'm still the same smokin' thang pushed away Young father gotta feed the kids Are ya down? Shit Fucking with me girl, are ya down? (Hummm) Fucking with me Damn girl, are you down? I put my guard up on you Girl you'd better quit I put my guard up on you Hit you with the stiff I putt my guard up on you You know that I'm the shit Spill drink all up on it You know I'm with the shits I put my guard up on you I know you can't resist I put my guard up on you I hit you with the stiff I spill drink all up on you I'm slipping all my grip Impact fell up on you I'm losing all my wits Wooooh, baby you move my spirit (You make me hit that high and I like it) All the distance got me all in my feelings (I'll make you hit that high like a rocket) (Oooooh, I'm gonna) I'm gonna make that time for you baby (Ooooh, I wanna) Want to get to know you, oh, I want to taste it 'Cause when we're out the other side baby (oh, yeah) We gonna let it fly and that's enough for now That's enough for now, that's enough for now That's enough for now, that's enough for now That's enough for now, that's enough for now That's enough for now, that's enough for now
Writer(s): Robin Miriam Carlsson, Sam Lewis, Orlando Tobias Edward Higginbottom, Sheldon Young, Calvin Earl Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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