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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Tinashe
Tinashe
Chant
Future
Future
Chant
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Mikkel S. Eriksen
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tor Erik Hermansen
Tor Erik Hermansen
Paroles/Composition
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Paroles/Composition
Noonie Bao
Noonie Bao
Paroles/Composition
Sasha Alex Sloan
Sasha Alex Sloan
Paroles/Composition
Tinashe Kachingwe
Tinashe Kachingwe
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Stargate
Stargate
Production
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Maddox Chhim
Maddox Chhim
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dave Nakaji
Dave Nakaji
Assistance d’ingénierie
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love No, don't give me your name, no, I don't need your number saved in my phone Just follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me home Wanna take off my rings in my California King, let me get you alone Just follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me home Let's just feel this feelin' Let's just feel this feelin' High up as the ceilin' Let's just, let's just feel this feelin' Let's just feel this moment We can make it last Let's just feel this feelin' Right now, right now You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love I can feel every breath on the edge of my neck, cigarettes and cologne Just follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me home No, I don't know the time, and I don't know what's next, but I know that it's on Just follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me home Let's just feel this feelin' Let's just feel this feelin' Try your best to see it Let's just, let's just feel this feelin' Let's just feel this moment We can make it last Let's just feel this feelin' Right now, right now You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love Before I give my white cup up Before I give my white girl up Before I give my half-Dominican girl up, I need real love I'm on my fourth stripper of the day I keep a full thoroughbred Jamaican I'ma find your G-spot like you dropped your location Man, I'ma give all this shit up one day Get some love from a video vixen on the runway You can't hold it against a king, baby You shoulda made me better, what I need You shoulda upgraded me already You shoulda made love to me already I done spent a million on you already I done bought diamonds for you already If you love, you can teach me, wanna learn Take you farther than Jerusalem when it's my turn We so spiritually connected We goin' in the right direction You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love, love, l-love, love, l-love, love You on that faded love
Writer(s): Tor Erik Hermansen, Nayvadius Wilburn, Tinashe Kachingwe, Noonie Bao, Sasha Sloan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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