クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Doja Cat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amala Zandile Dlamini
Songwriter
Kurtis Mckenzie
Songwriter
Jamil Chammas
Songwriter
Khaled Rohaim
Songwriter
Siddharth Mallick
Songwriter
Maciej Margol-Gromada
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Doja Cat
Executive Producer
Kurtis Mckenzie
Producer
Digi
Producer
Khaled Rohaim
Producer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Assistant Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Connor Hedge
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Yeti Beats
Executive Producer
Kayla Reagan
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer
歌詞
[PreChorus]
I know what you mean, you don't fuck with randoms
I got everything, everything but real love
I got in my head, I bet you could get me back out
Or you could leave me there, 'cause
[Chorus]
We just love to dream
I fell asleep when you woke up, oh
It's not you, baby, it's just me
I don't believe what I just lost
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna close my eyes
Nobody wants to fall after they did it all (Fall, all)
I wonder if I left my body there, would I
Die right in my sleep, but in reality (Sleep, 'ty)
It could feel like anything is possible
When I hear you speak, it really drives it deep
Woke up in a sweat in the middle of the night
It's gettin' under my skin, baby, I wouldn't wonder why
[PreChorus]
I know what you mean, you don't fuck with randoms
I got everything, everything but real love
I got in my head, I bet you could get me back out
Or you could leave me there, 'cause
[Chorus]
We just love to dream
I fell asleep when you woke up, oh
It's not you, baby, it's just me
I don't believe what I just lost (I said, I said, I said)
[Verse 2]
And I said, "Ooh, stop it," aye, I look a little like 'Nashe, aye
You look a little exhausted, aye, we should say nah to the party, aye
Take me home in the Bugatti, aye, hope you like a little tea
I put it on his teeth, he like my Yerba Mate, aye, jump in bed without my bonnet, ah (My bonnet)
Take a minute for the finer things, I don't even wanna sleep (Yeah)
You doin' some weed, blow it in my China bang
I be havin' hella dreams, pickin' up his sheets feelin' like a tidal wave
Hit me if you want it right away
If he hit me with the mornin' sex, show up, hit him with apologies
Kicks on him with a pile of J's, bricks on him with a dick on him
Put a fit on him with the Prada shades, tits on him and I ride away (Prada shades, ride away)
How much do you want it? Twice a day, four times on the holidays (Yeah)
King come through, your dreams come true, and trust me, you won't ever fall asleep
[PreChorus]
I know what you mean, you don't fuck with randoms (And, boy, I need you)
I got everything, everything but real love (And, boy, I need you)
I got in my head, I bet you could get me back out (And, boy, I need)
Or you could leave me there, 'cause (Oh, baby, baby)
[Chorus]
We just love to dream (And, boy, I need)
I fell asleep when you woke up, oh (And, boy, I need you, and, boy, I need)
(Oh, baby, baby) It's not you, baby, it's just me
I don't believe what I just lost
Written by: Amala Ratna Dlamini, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Jamil Chammas, Khaled Rohaim, Kurtis Mckenzie, Maciej Margol-Gromada, Siddharth Mallick