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INTERPRÉTATION
Ella Mai
Ella Mai
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Quintin Gulledge
Quintin Gulledge
Paroles/Composition
Dijon McFarlane
Dijon McFarlane
Paroles/Composition
Varren Wade
Varren Wade
Paroles/Composition
Ella Mai Howell
Ella Mai Howell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mustard
Mustard
Production
Quintin Gulledge
Quintin Gulledge
Co‑production
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Ingénierie de mixage
Jacob Richards
Jacob Richards
Ingénierie de mixage
Mike Seaberg
Mike Seaberg
Ingénierie de mixage
Rashawn McLean
Rashawn McLean
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Oooh, yeah, yeah I put my feelings on safety So I don't go shootin' where your heart be 'Cause you take the bullet tryna save me Then I'm left to deal with makin' you bleed And that's a whole lotta love, ain't tryna waste it Like we be runnin' a mile to never make it That's just too bitter for worse, don't wanna taste it That's just too bitter for worse, don't wanna face it But I think that I'm done trippin', I'm trip-trippin' I've been sippin', that's how I control This feelin', you keep givin' You keep on hittin' it, ooh, oh Maybe it's your love, it's too good to be true Baby boy, your love, got me trippin' on you You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you Yeah, it's big enough, got me trippin' on you, trip-trippin' on you My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) Boy, you know we cool, when I ain't waitin' But I act a fool when I don't get it And I'm steady bruisin' just to save this But I tripped on your love, now I'm addicted And that's a whole lotta love, ain't tryna waste it Like we be runnin' 'em out and never make it That's just too bitter for worse, don't wanna taste it That's just too bitter for worse, don't wanna face it But I think that I'm done trippin', I'm trip-trippin' I've been sippin', that's how I control This feelin', you keep givin' You keep on hittin' it, ooh, oh Maybe it's your love, it's too good to be true Baby boy, your love, got me trippin' on you You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you Yeah, it's big enough, got me trippin' on you, trip-trippin' on you My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) That's some kind of love, baby (Drip, drip) That's the type of love, make me (Trip, trip, trippin' on you) It's big enough, make me (Drip, drip) It's big enough, got me (Trip, trip, tripping on you) I'm done trippin', I'm trip-trippin' I've been sippin', that's how I control This feelin', you keep givin' You keep on hittin' it, ooh, oh Maybe it's your love, it's too good to be true Baby boy, your love, got me trippin' on you You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you Yeah, it's big enough, got me trippin' on you, trip-trippin' on you My bad, my bad for trippin' on you (My bad, my bad, my bad, trippin' on you, yeah) My bad, my bad for Trippin' on you (Trippin' on you, trippin' on you, baby) My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) Said I admit I was wrong when I did it My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (Trippin' on you) Trippin' on you, yeah yeah Ooh, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane, Quintin Gulledge, Ella Mai Howell, Varren Wade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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