WHISTLE (feat. Lojay & Amaarae)

Know it's been a rough couple months We are parting, I'm missing you, ooh-you oh You come and ride my feelings away Only your way (only your way) See, as Harry Potter, I go run like a dog 'til I whistle you Ooh-we-you, we-you-we, ooh-we-you, we-you-we 'Cause street na cruise So, na your leach I chose And, if I feel confuse Girl, I go lean on you I tell her "street na cruise" And, them go cheat on you So, if you paint your look You better like your look Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh Yeah, she want a gangster fillin' her tank Man na fit float with the water inside of her pant She feel at home any time wey she come to my place, uh (ride 'nother nigga all day) She don't pad her things for anyone Anyone no fit make her body tinga linga-linga long Sta', Stallion make her feel dappеr, dapper She always comin' back to the Commander She know say Say, me, I fit give her love all day Even when she very faraway, she wants me (she wants me) My brother, go and guide your babe 'Cause man dem still dey pour for her innocent face Know it's been a rough couple months We are parting, I'm missing you, ooh-you oh You come and ride my feelings away, only your way (only your way) See, as Harry Potter, I go run like a dog 'til I whistle you Ooh-we-you, we-you-we, ooh-we-you, we-you-we 'Cause street na cruise So, na your leach I chose And, if I feel confuse Girl, I go lean on you I tell her "street na cruise" And, them go cheat on you So, if you paint your look You better like your look Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh Who's that peaking though my window? Baby, is it you? Is it you? Is it you-ou-ou? You-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh I want you to fuck me to your new song Make that pussy sound to your tone, to your tone-ou-ou, tone, ooh-ooh Tell me when you love me, why you runnin' from it? But, you never call, never check up on me Why? oh why? You make I scatter for you, boy But, you're always on my mind Tears in my my ee-eyes 'Cause street na cruise So, na your leach I chose And, if I feel confuse Girl, I go lean on you I tell her "street na cruise" And, them go cheat on you So, if you paint your look You better like your look Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh I know a peng ting in a see-through dress She gon' come outside when she feelin' stressed My hand on her body make her feel so wet She gon' miss