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Lucky Daye - Apply Pressure (Audio)
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I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it down, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true and don't stress us Ooh, you run away, oh, don't walk away You're tellin' me to go, I need me to stay I got in on your mind, seen it on your face I'm crashin' from behind, I don't need no brakes It's all ours, in your dark thoughts, hit my line It's off course, bring it back, baby, and rewind Is you lost or can we talk more? Hit my line (uh) I ain't pointin' blames, but that body wrong Fuckin' up my brain, girl, you turn me on I, I, I saw you two times, I'm in your loop now, replay it I don't mean to make you stay here, but before you go ('fore you go) I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it dow, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em, but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true and don't stress us And if I'm listenin' to my ego We would've left alone, never worry 'bout anywhere we go (hey, ooh) You gave me a winding road, you keep my wheels turnin' (turnin') You gave me my starry rose, stay until the mornin', ooh-ooh-ooh I ain't pointin' blames, but that body wrong Fuckin' up my brain, girl, you turn me on I, I, I saw you two times, I'm in your loop now, replay it I don't mean to make you stay here, but before you go ('fore you go) I'm shootin' my shot again, applyin' pressure He tryna lock you down, but don't let him Mami, tell me how I put it down, ain't no better This love, it'll knock you down, it don't let up Who in the room? Who in the (uh-uh)? It don't measure Holla at you, excuse 'em, but don't bless 'em Comin' soon, me and you, apply pressure Tell your crew that's it's true and don't stress us I'm applyin' pressure
Writer(s): Michael Mcgregor, David Debrandon Brown, Dustin Adrian Bowie, Sam Homaee, Jonathan L. Wienner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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