Titres les plus populaires de Theophilus London
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Theophilus London
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Theophilus London
Paroles/Composition
Ian Isiah
Paroles/Composition
Stewart Hidalgo
Paroles/Composition
Demond Toney
Paroles/Composition
Devonté Hynes
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Theophilus London
Production
Stewart Hidalgo
Production
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Ay, international playboy shit
[Verse 2]
Hey lady, I just wanna tell ya
(Just wan' tell 'em)
That you the prettiest thing
In the fuckin' world
[Verse 3]
I want a girl from the Heights
With the fresh wash and set
Money, all she flex, protect all my checks
Got this African girl, she braid tighter than a fool
She put me right to sleep, but wake me when I snooze
Cah my, Indian boo with Jamaican and Jew, baby
Is dinner for two, bring a Dominican through
Yeah, can't forget my Trini
She a pretty girl, half fat, half skinny
Her temper like a pepper sauce, girl, pour me plenty
Pass the water, I'm coolin' off the Henny
She got good credit, Lisa like to take leases
She cook fire Mediterranean pizzas
But not to be facetious, I'm floored by the features
Her face almost as pretty as the feet is
Last week, we in Aspen wearin' fleeces
This week, we gettin' groovy on the beaches, beaches
Ian, tell 'em wha the deal is
[Verse 4]
Hey lady, I just wanna tell ya
That you the prettiest thing
In the fuckin' world
(Uh, let's take 'em to the bridge)
[Verse 5]
My baby, Teresa, oh, often leave me
Baby, Maria, Felicia, oh in the jungle
No baby, infinite fever, feel it coming on
Open inside the waves, feel it inside the storm
Fever, faded inside the pain
Gather around me
Show you inside the pain
My baby, Felicia, oh, often leave me
No baby, forgive me
Feliicia, oh, often leave me
Or shone me
[Verse 6]
Uh, I got this French dime but then she party all the time
She wanna FaceTime it while she give me 69
If you change your mind I'm on a different tight time
Rearrange designs, girl, I be outside
Bust this hit, get flipped on
Love women, get bitcoins
Bust this hit, flip-flip coins
Love women, get bitcoins
[Verse 7]
I got somethin' to say
He loves you, baby
He needs you, baby
He misses you, baby, he loves you, baby
He loves you, baby
Please come back, baby
He loves you, he love you, baby
He loves you, baby
Written by: Demond Toney, Devonté Hynes, Ian Isiah, Stewart Hidalgo, Theophilus London