Video musicale

In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shamik Ganguly
Shamik Ganguly
Composer
Conrad Kisunzu
Conrad Kisunzu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shamik Ganguly
Shamik Ganguly
Producer

Testi

Let her know I gotta let her know That she my white horse She my medical She like my baby mama Know how to take care of me Give my baby problems You gon' regret everything So I let her know Gotta let her know Come through the front door I'll be ready for her And if it's what you want I'mma give it to ya (yeah) Promise I'mma give it to ya Miss that smile Lord knows I ain't seen that in a while But it's your style, so something must be up keeping you down (down) You a queen that must be heavensent Pray my soul I must repent for Not telling you what I meant and how I felt (felt) Honestly I'm used to throwing wishes in a well (well) My conscious tells me that I could've helped Without fail Actions speak louder than words (c'mon) Yeah that's A lesson that I learned all by myself (yeah yeah, uh) Let her know I gotta let her know That she my white horse She my medical She like my baby mama Know how to take care of me Give my baby problems You gon' regret everything So I let her know Gotta let her know Come through the front door I'll be ready for her And if it's what you want I'mma give it to ya (yeah) Promise I'mma give it to ya Feel it baby Stress it's all around us, these high ceilings, and I need it baby Pressure it make diamonds, I won't steal it baby Silent baby, hurts to see you crying Know you trying, ain't no lying baby When I say I need you, greedy if I have to share you It was me that all along did you wrong Thinking that I made you beautiful and strong This toxicity, the death of me, I fear the day you gone The most beautiful girl I've ever known (known) I'll find a way to treat you better I swear there's no one out there like you You teach me to be better My talk is cheap, keep asking what I'll do I'll fly you to the moon And hope I'll see you soon I'll find a way to treat you better No problem, I'll do whatever Let her know I gotta let her know That she my white horse She my medical She like my baby mama Know how to take care of me Give my baby problems You gon' regret everything So I let her know Gotta let her know Come through the front door I'll be ready for her And if it's what you want I'mma give it to ya (yeah) Promise I'mma give it to ya
Writer(s): Shamik Ganguly, Conrad Kisunzu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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