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Doremi
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Doremi wurde am 12. Dezember 2025 von Chris Patrick PS/ Def Jam als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtPray 4 Me
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Patrick
Chris Patrick
Performer
Travebeats
Travebeats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Patrick
Chris Patrick
Songwriter
Jules Bopape
Jules Bopape
Songwriter
Dylan Hyde
Dylan Hyde
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travebeats
Travebeats
Producer
Enobeatz
Enobeatz
Producer
Spromson
Spromson
Producer
DaneeMoe
DaneeMoe
Producer
Koen Heldens
Koen Heldens
Mixing Engineer
Earl Hondo
Earl Hondo
Recording Engineer

Songtexte

[Intro]
Uh, cool
[Chorus]
Okay, well, go, baby
That hand on waist will make you obey me
Droppin' my pin so you can locate me
I'll have you singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti"
Don't play me
If all I been with you, then no changin'
I love it when your hips is rotatin'
I'll have 'em singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti, do"
[Verse 1]
Wine for me, baby, wine for me, baby, wine
Time doesn't matter, grind for me, bae, I'm fine
I know you pressure, diamond the way you shine
Ain't no point of this actin' evasive
Ain't no point of this slick hesitation
You get turned off to sound of the moanin'
Boost your ego, I'll be motivation
You got it jumpin' up
Joe Budden, '03, I'ma pump it up
Way you throw it back, I'll fall right, fall in love with you
Give me jurisdiction to it like a governor
Tell me stab it all night like a Londoner
Set pace with you
Work your body like I'm liftin' weights with you
Missionary, you too fine to not be facin' you
Got you bustin' on the sheet, shorty flooded up the room, like
[Chorus]
Go, baby
That hand on waist will make you obey me
Droppin' my pin so you can locate me
I'll have you singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti"
Don't play me
If all I been with you, then no changin'
I love it when your hips is rotatin'
I'll have 'em singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti, do"
[Verse 2]
You come through, make me beg every time
Face is yours, get your legs in the sky
I wanna wear you like an N95
It's your face, look you dead in your eyes
Runnin' away, but you ain't said your goodbyes
Lord forgive me now
'Cause what we do tonight's unholy
Go, baby, go, baby, go crazy
Feel ways you ain't felt
No way she don't stay there
Throat baby, keep you to myself
Gon' keep prayin' for you
Cleared out whole days for you
Message me "Bae" with you
Sound like an award show every time I'm in it, like
[Chorus]
Go, baby
That hand on waist will make you obey me
Droppin' my pin so you can locate me
I'll have you singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti"
Don't play me
If all I been with you, then no changin'
I love it when your hips is rotatin'
I'll have 'em singin' out like "Do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, ti, do"
Written by: Chris Patrick, Dylan Hyde, Jules Bopape
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