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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Martin
Christopher Martin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Martin
Christopher Martin
Songwriter
Jonathan Buckland
Jonathan Buckland
Composer
Guy Berryman
Guy Berryman
Songwriter
Will Champion
Will Champion
Songwriter

Lyrics

I can see that your hair is well done Don't tell me that you're coming from the hair saloon You know that's a no no... girl Yea, thats a no no You call my phone when you're man is at home Whats going on, is the respect gone You know thats a no no, girl Girl thats a no no Whooaaa You go mess around and let him find out what we doing, doing, doing You say you nuh care cause him have other gal weh him screwing Screwing, screwing, screwing So you say lay down pon the bed nuh please See you crawling to me pon yuh knees Say you ago gi me everything me need Watch you slip it cross and me just slip it eeen You grip the sheets and broke off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick Cause i've got you hook on my magic You tell yuh friend say you don't feel right Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip Cause I've got you hook on my magic You can't get enough, no You can't get enough You can't get enough, no You can't get enough We don't talk in the days when we see each other But we come alive in the night we're alone together This thing we got is good Lets keep it under coverJust gwaan like you don't know me, you don't know me Me don't know you, me don't know you Feel so good to be wrong Can we leave me and you to go home You're the melody to my song You grip the sheets and broke off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick Cause i've got you hook on my magic You tell yuh friend say you don't feel right Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip Cause I've got you hook on my magic You can't get enough, no You can't get enough You can't get enough, no You can't get enough Baby grin on me, grin on me grin on me, grin on me Love me, love me, baby Baby grin on me, grin on me grin on me, grin on me Love me, love me, baby You grip the sheets and broke off your nails Sweat out your hair, baby Call yuh job and tell your boss say yuh sick Cause i've got you hook on my magic You tell yuh friend say you don't feel right Cah you wah we lock down and fuk all night Baby, tell you man you gone pon business trip Cause I've got you hook on my magic You can't get enough, no You can't get enough You can't get enough, no You can't get enough
Writer(s): Candice Clotiel Nelson, Ezekiel L. Lewis, Patrick Michael Smith, Timothy Z. Mosley, Leslie Jerome Harmon, Bale'wa M. Muhammad Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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