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Jacquees - London (4275)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jacquees
Jacquees
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Jacquees Rodriquez Broadnax
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nash B
Nash B
Producer
Fareed “Rip” Salamah
Mixing Engineer
Tom Hough
Tom Hough
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Oh oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Jacquees It's 2 o'clock I'm tryna find your spot Fresh fit from Lenox and I'm in my drop I hit your digits cause you got that vibe I hit your digits cause you're on my mind, oh yeah The chance girl we could take, yeah What you want tonight? Lets pour these shots till' we get wasted Know you're in my area, you're flexin' on your snapchat Why don't you pull up, and let a real nigga hit that Girl you're my mission Body on the counter, legs in the wind If I get in the shower, will you gon' get in We came to play for ours, come out, I'm here We ain't gotta cuddle up, no, no Cause I don't want you to give somethin' that I can't give We ain't gotta call it love, oh yeah But girl you know exactly how we feel I ain't tryna do too much, no, no, no, no Cause I know how other niggas make you feel Girl I'm gon' be the one to keep it real Girl I'm gon' be the one to pay the bills Can you get used to that? Girl you can, trust me Cause I'm down to give you everything you need Can you get used to that? Take you on shopping sprees But you gotta do just more than cook and clean (yeah, yeah) Release some of your stress when you're with me Just keep it physical, emotions out the way Cause I ain't tryna play you like a lame You say you outside, I'm on the way We pouring Hennessy shots, it's getting late And you say you got to be up for work at 8 You could spend the night, Miss lady, yeah Why don't you stay? See the chance that we could take, yeah You know whats up, we been on these shots And now we're wasted Know that I won't let you drive, cause I care about your safety Why don't you just stay with me, we both know we're faded (fucked up) Girl you're my mission (for real) Body on the counter, legs in the wind (uh huh) If I get in the shower, are you gon' get in (what you gon' do?) We came to play for ours, girl come out them heels We ain't gotta cuddle up, no, no (cuddle up) Cause I'll be damned if I got somethin' that I can't give We ain't gotta call it love, oh yeah But when we fuckin' I be catchin' chills I ain't tryna do too much, no, no, no, no Cause I know how other niggas make you feel Girl I'm gon be the one to keep it real And be the one to pay ya bills Can you get used to that? Girl you can, trust me Cause I'm down to give you everything you need Can you get used to that? Take you on shopping sprees But you gotta do more than cook and clean Release all of your stress when you're with me Just keep it physical, emotions out the way (out the way) Cause I ain't tryna play you like a lame Girl you can, trust me Cause I'm down to give you all you everything need Can you get used to that? Take you on shopping sprees But you gotta do more just more than cook and clean Release all of your stress when you're with me Just keep it physical, emotions out the way (out the way) Cause I ain't tryna play you like a lame
Writer(s): Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax, Kelvin Raynard Brown Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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