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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Oxlade
Oxlade
Vocals
Dave
Dave
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deeyasso Beatz
Deeyasso Beatz
Composer
Taiwo Kassim Temilade
Taiwo Kassim Temilade
Lyrics
Kehinde Kassim Adeoye
Kehinde Kassim Adeoye
Lyrics
Olaitan Ikuforiji
Olaitan Ikuforiji
Lyrics
Akano Samuel
Akano Samuel
Composer
David Orobosa Omoregie
David Orobosa Omoregie
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Obidi Mgbeafuluba
Obidi Mgbeafuluba
Assistant Producer
Michael “SynX” Nwachukwu
Mixing Engineer
Dee-Yasso
Dee-Yasso
Producer
Spax
Spax
Co-Producer

Songtexte

Oh-oh-oh-oh, ay, yeah-yeah Deeyasso, 'yasso Ki lo de? It's early in the mornin', grab my phone Lookin' at my Insta', how the ting go Saw my shawty with another bro Oh my goodness, she's a ho' I don't know what you wanna hear from me Thinkin' 'bout the ways way e for be 'Cause you been on my mind constantly Where your conscience? Baby, ma lọ kò bá mi, ba mi I for take you overseas, me and you for be like five and six You're lookin' me down with your prayin' mantis, eh-eh Why won't I feel intoxicated? Shawty just been ducking for the pay check I feel like love is overrated, oh 'Cause, tell me why you got me so, so wasted? So faded, oh I feel intoxicated Shawty just been duckin' for the pay check I feel like love is overrated, oh 'Cause, tell me why you got me so, so wasted? So faded, oh We are like Romeo, Juliet, if their families got along (got along) Chinedu, tell me what we gon' do? (Gon' do) Huh? Life comes at you fast See you on holiday, only snap one glass One view, thought your friends would come too Tell me why I'm seein' your girls in London Got me in a pickle, a little conundrum I don't wanna make assumptions I called you, why you gon' text me? It's better you kill me (why? Oh, why? Oh, why?) Better you arrest me, badman stress Woman or woman nuh fi stress me You coulda taught me, see the way you test me You see the way, so sure me just so cold Love's easy to find, harder to hold Most stories end and start with a phone Oluwademilade, she was half of my home Oxlade (broski), you know my girl, Denise A year younger than man, from east She got the tribal mark, and she used to be friends with peace (ou lo lo) Oh, let me know peace She wan chop my garri and peas It's what I'm lookin' if I'm headed to the streets That's why I'm intoxicated, like what these girls want from a- (Crypo) I don't know what you wanna hear from me Thinkin' 'bout the ways way e for be 'Cause you been on my mind constantly Where your conscience? Baby ma lọ ko ba mi, ba mi I for take you overseas, me and you for be like five and six You're knocking me down with your prayin' mantis, eh-eh Why won't I feel intoxicated? Oh Shawty just been ducking for the pay check, oh I feel like love is overrated, oh (ooh) 'Cause, tell me why you got me so, so wasted? (Why you got me?) So faded, oh I feel intoxicated (feel intoxicated) Shawty just been ducking for the pay check (no, no, no, no) I feel like love is overrated, oh 'Cause, tell me why you got me so, so wasted? So faded, oh Oxlade, oh-oh She original ganja planter, superstar Ohh-ohh, master, no-no (ohh, no-no) Ere beri, oh, no Ricky baby, Santan Dave, ooh, so Santan Dave
Writer(s): David Orobosa Omoregie, Ikuforiji Olaitan Abdulrahman, Samuel Wisdom Akano, Hyacinth Obidi Mgbeafuluba, Hope Dennis Yasso Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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