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PERFORMING ARTISTS
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
WESTSIDE BOOGIE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A. Dixson
A. Dixson
Composer
Ayo Olatunji
Ayo Olatunji
Composer
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Composer
K. Walker
K. Walker
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keyel
Keyel
Producer
A. Johnson
A. Johnson
Producer

Texty

Turn me up a little bit darling Three mixtapes in, still talking about the same person Thirst 48 Tempted to text you and call you stupid, uh Tempted to text you and tell you how much you blew it, uh Shit we was in it to win it the way I view it before the strings got loose and I promised we wasn't shoeing No it ain't organic when they always say they got me Fuck what techs say, no X-ray could see what we embodied We was everything, before I met you I was sleeping i ain't ever dreamed And then that door closed like something I ain't ever seen What if that door bell done turned into a wedding ring? Would you be with it you never seen no melody I fell in love with the beat of your heart, then you went accapella and produced your leave in the dark See you, was never normal I perceived you as art but now your music never reaching my chart Man I'm just saying you know I don't know what they told you now, they lied but There's nothing more for me to say, without cha I won't be there to hold you now, no more but You know it wouldn't be the same (no) Wouldn't be the same no, no, no Woah, woah I went from running through your mind to feelin I need a wheel chair Might just write a eulogy say my feelings got killed here Look up in my soul to see if feelings is still there Might hit you to argue just to see if you still care I play games baby, 'cause I need clarity See i ain't believe them times you say that you cherished me You say that'd youd carry me to that moment i got bigger Why you momma always hating? She just mad she got no nigga I might give her what she asked for You put your self first, that really never last though I had to swerve on a girl I'm willing to crash for Its just a sad song but I ain't really sad though I know it won't be the same, no it won't I don't know what they told you now, they lied but There's nothing more for me to say, without cha I won't be there to hold you now, no more but You know it wouldn't be the same (no) Wouldn't be the same no, no, no
Writer(s): Keyel Deaunta Walker, Anthony Tremaine Dixson, Moussa Michel Elias, Ayodele N. Olatunji, Amaire Carter Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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