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INTERPRÉTATION
Gunna
Gunna
Chant
Skillibeng
Skillibeng
Chant
Ari PenSmith
Ari PenSmith
Chœurs
Mocha
Mocha
Chœurs
Believve
Believve
Chœurs
Sammy Soso
Sammy Soso
Chœurs
Tyla
Tyla
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ariowa Irosogie
Ariowa Irosogie
Composition
Imani Lewis
Imani Lewis
Composition
Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay
Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay
Composition
Tyla Seethal
Tyla Seethal
Composition
Samuel Awuku
Samuel Awuku
Composition
Sergio Kitchens
Sergio Kitchens
Composition
Emwah Warmington
Emwah Warmington
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ari PenSmith
Ari PenSmith
Production vocale
Mocha
Mocha
Production vocale
Believve
Believve
Production vocale
Sammy Soso
Sammy Soso
Production vocale
Charlie Rolfe
Charlie Rolfe
Ingénierie de prise de son
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Ingénierie de mixage
Aidan Duncan
Aidan Duncan
Assistance d’ingénierie
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Flo Ongonga
Flo Ongonga
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Original gyal, you are no replica (no) Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no) Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no) Mi know say ya hot (no) They never had a pretty girl from Jo'burg See me now and that's what they prefer I don't touch no wheel 'cause I gotta chauffeur First class, how I get 'round the world Just miss me with the drama Unless you're comin' with the commas (double it up) Oh, DJ turn the sound up 'Cause we 'bout to pour the rounds up (tell 'em double it up) From Jozi to Ibiza They say it doesn't get sweeter Feel my body bangin' like speaker Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer Skin tight, no millimeter And my face card make 'em feel weaker But you know that my body is a healer Ooh, I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (mm) Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo) You know I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (hmm) Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (hmm) Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (hmm, haibo) You know I love to make it Only gotta make a call and I'm here (I'm here) Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear (in your ear) Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rear Wanna give D, I serve it like a dealer (dealer) Deep in her throat while I'm diggin' in her middle (middle) I'm back in Jo'burg, it can't feel no realer (realer) A perfect picture like a Polaroid (Polaroid, haibo) She a trophy, no award (no award) Baby sweet and tender like sirloin Told the chauffeur take you to a Chanel store Ever play with you, it be a world war (tell 'em double it up) From Jozi to Ibiza They say it doesn't get sweeter Feel my body bangin' like speaker Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer Skin tight, no millimeter And my face card make 'em feel weaker But you know that my body is a healer Ooh, I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo) You know I love to make it Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo) You know I love to make it Original gyal, you are no replica (no) Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no) Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no) Mi know say ya hot (no, say ya)
Writer(s): Ariowa Irosogie, Corey Marlon Lindsay Keay, Tyla Seethal, Samuel Awuku, Imani Lewis, James Mwanza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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