Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BJ the Chicago Kid
BJ the Chicago Kid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendrick Lamar
Kendrick Lamar
Composer
Bryan Sledge
Bryan Sledge
Composer
Raphael Saadiq
Raphael Saadiq
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ the Chicago Kid
BJ the Chicago Kid
Producer
Joe Syring
Joe Syring
Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Vocal Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Alright y'all (oh yeah) I want y'all to put your hands together And to bring on the brothers that's bound to lay more dips in your hips More glide in your stride Chi city in the building (oh yeah, oh yeah) And Mr. Southside (Southside, yeah) And you know they mentioned you got the wrong damn address (oh yeah) Fuck your love, motherfuck your love That's what Sir John say Can laugh all you want but he's right as hell Cupid ain't around these days I heard many stories how we made people all around the world fall in love Well I got a call just the other day Telling me where Cupid was He said, Cupid's too busy in the club At the bar, rolling up (rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling) And if you see him, let him know Love is gone, I know I'm sure (oh, yeah) Boys in the club Love ain't dead Stupid it's the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive I said, love ain't dead Stupid I'm the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive (I know) The responsibility, lies on me Since Cupid ain't around (you know where I be found) When y'all really feeling like you're falling in love With my music, push you right on down And everybody (I see) I know (I know) Some people really think they in love But now without a love song (now without a love song) Something's gone way wrong When Cupid Cupid's too busy in the club (in the club) At the bar, rolling up (rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling) And if you see him, let him know (just let him know) Love is gone, I know I'm sure (oh yeah) Boys in the club Love ain't dead Stupid I'm the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive I said, love ain't dead Stupid I'm the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive Love ain't dead Stupid, I'm the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive I said, love ain't dead Stupid, I'm the new Cupid Throw your hands in the sky 'Cause love's still alive As I, play out the commodores (commodores) My faith destroyed (faith destroyed) My heart don't work (my heart don't work) I'm unemployed (I'm unemployed) The feeling is void (feeling is void) Don't know what I need (don't know what I need) Some pussy, some paper, some counseling, maybe some Henny, some weed (ah) I'm looking for you (I'm looking for you) I'm checking for her (I'm checking for her) I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb Skrt, skrt, skrt Pump my brake, pump my brake (ay, what's up baby) Mini skirt, skirt, skirt Don't walk away, walk away I'm fishing for compliments (fishing for compliments) This is a fairy tale I know you very well, fuck all your promises (fuck all your promises) I know what time it is (I know what time it is) I'm just a realist (I'm just a realist) I am the realest (I am the realest) Reality is fidelity curse on the future for family, wife and some kids (ah) I'm looking for you (I'm looking for you) I'm checking for her (I'm checking for her) I'm parking lot pimpin', I'm honking at women, I'm all on the curb Skrt, skrt, skrt Pump your brake, pump your brake Mini skirt, skirt, skirt Don't walk away, walk away (I promise) Cupid's too busy in the club (oh club) At the bar, rolling up (rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling) And if you see him, let him know Love is gone, I know I'm sure (yeah) Boys and girls Might sound weird But a great night, if you in a real relationship, if you understand what I'm saying A great night with somebody you love, it's difficult Somebody you like is always good Like is wonderful You come home with some juice, with the woman you like "Can I have some juice?" Gimme that juice, pour juice all on me Pour that juice over that sexy body Let you be together three years and shit "Can I have some juice?" Bitch, why you want my juice? You know I'm dehydrated I try to come home and shit, tryna get some juice, you want my juice
Writer(s): Raphael Saadiq, Bryan James Sledge, Kendrick Lamar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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