Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stefflon Don
Stefflon Don
Vocals
Rymez
Rymez
Programming
Abra Cadabra
Abra Cadabra
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abdul Nelson
Abdul Nelson
Songwriter
Rodney Kumbirayi Hwingwiri
Rodney Kumbirayi Hwingwiri
Songwriter
Stephanie Allen
Stephanie Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rymez
Rymez
Producer

Tekst Utworu

No problem, no problem (No problem, no problem) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Baby girl, there's somethin' About the way you talk (Way you talk) Baby, come whine for me I mash it so much that you never can walk (Never can walk) So don't take your time on me She ain't had a boy like me before She said I took her body on a tour She knows that I'm still that nigga chillin' on the block I'm still that nigga chillin' on the block She said there's nothin' she won't do for me She there for me 243 She's an older girl with an older mentality I was still livin' away, so she's usually mad at me We gettin' love from these groupies, I know But you're the only one But you're the only one But you're the only one They envy us, they envy us When they see us They envy us, they envy us When they see us See when it all goes down and the bitches go wild Roll it with my bro, they gon' say no I know that you colder than me Know that you colder than me See that body on, see that body don't sleep Always on my mind, what you do to me? Baby, put your body over me And make me scream Come inna' me all night Mash up the ting, me nuh eena' nuh shy guy Wet the ting, oh I Wrap on, pop off, me nuh eena' nuh dry guy They envy us, they envy us Them gyal want you They envy us, they envy us But them ah gonna be yuh number 2 He said there's nothin' he won't do for me He's there for me He want me He said your the girl I wanna show to my family Even though you're older, I know you can handle me We gettin' love from these groupies, I know But you're the only one But you're the only one But you're the only one They envy us, they envy us When they see us They envy us, they envy us When they see us She said that she got tips on you And she be hangin' with the crew She's talkin' shit Yeah, I seen her in the dance with the gang But she was just another gyal in the room Just know I got my eyes on you So you couldn't never take me for fool You see right now I left her like a dunce on the floor, she want me She won't never tell the truth Pull up in an automobile with black wheels Red on my feet like somebody blood spilled My swag dangerous, my swag kills They can't hang with us, they ain't real Me, I'm the ting, what them want Get them gyal dead out, dash them in the casket Me know plenty pussy, but dem dun' ave, scorn them Them never ready, when it done, I didn't want them Blue light murder, kill everythin' Five minus four, one man to me ting (One man) Poppa ah fe live pon de ill with the finest Ounto, me know them nuh like this They envy us, they envy us When they see us They envy us, they envy us When they see us They envy us, they envy us When they see us They envy us, they envy us When they see us Them gyal want you Them gyal want you Them gyal want you Them gyal want you
Writer(s): Stephanie Allen, Abdul Nelson, Rodney Kumbirayi Hwingwiri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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