Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Mali Music
Mali Music
Исполнитель
Kenneth "KP" Paige
Kenneth "KP" Paige
Фортепиано
Corey I. Cooper
Corey I. Cooper
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mali Music
Mali Music
Композитор
Kenneth Dickerson Taylor, Jr.
Kenneth Dickerson Taylor, Jr.
Композитор
Corey I. Cooper
Corey I. Cooper
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Kenneth "KP" Paige
Kenneth "KP" Paige
Продюсер
Gela Akhalaia
Gela Akhalaia
Миксинг-инженер
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

Guess we gotta do what lovers do Cause there's no other way And if you leave it all behind It ain't over, It ain't over There's no other way All this game you know I'm passing it And they don't understand the half of it Everybody know I'm passionate If it's a party then l'm crashing it Get mo, part it Start dancing with somebody Feelings Not touching nobody (yet) Guess we gotta do what lovers do Cause there's no other way And it you leave it all behind It ain't over, It ain't over There's no other way It's the only way (True love) It's the only way (True love) I know it's the only way (True love) I know it's the only way (True love) Oh, it's the only way Give me your heart I'll give you mine Can we decide (Let's not waste no time) Give me your heart I'll give you mine Can we decide (Let's not waste no time) Give me your heart I'll give you mine Can we decide (Let's not waste no time) Whoa All this game you know I'm passing it And they don't understand the half of it Everybody know I'm passionate If it's a party then I'm crashing it Get mo, part it Start dancing with somebody Feelings Not touching nobody Guess we gotta do what lovers do (Lovers do) Cause there's no other way (There's no other way) And it you leave it all behind It ain't over, It ain't over There's no other way (Hey) It's the only way (True love) It's the only way (True love) Oh, I know it's the only way (True love) I know it's the only (True love) Hey, it's the only way I wrote you a letter Too many mistakes to facilitate presentation It's in the trash, balled up Words tangle my heart up They want it off the dribble, 'm a spot up All my years, all my fears My soul loathes vulnerability But looking at your body is bringing thoughts of fertility Can't hide the mind in my joggers done went and got up Talking bout loving it's gon' get brought up But even happy hearts are serious cause none wanna be played with Even cold bodies wanna be laid with Even sold bodies are thinking of their mothers and lovers Moment they step in off a slave ship
Writer(s): Kortney Pollard, Corey Cooper, Kenneth Dickerson Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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