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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chrisette Michele
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chrisette Payne
Composer
Isra Andja-Diumi Lohata
Composer
Tauheed Epps
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wizzy Wow
Producer
Mike "TrakGuru" Johnson
Recording Engineer
Richard Furth
Mixing Engineer
Jack "SUTHERNFOLK" Brown
Recording Engineer
Finis "KY" White
Mixing Engineer
Jimmy Fahey
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Boy, you're so sexy you think you got it made
You smile when you lie, get away from me
You're talking out two sides of your face
But I'm supposed to go along, not ok
I'm so guarded, I've been hurt, see
I'm so cold now, someone burned me
Yeah, I like you, yeah, you like me
But I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see, oh
You got me guarded like an army grenade
Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes
If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade
Your charade
I like models, athletes, I like rappers
I like different kinds of shapes, different swaggers, oh, oh
But I can see beyond a face and a kiss, oh
If something's deeper, I'm so hard, I won't miss
I'm so guarded, I've been hurt, see
I'm so cold, now someone burned me
Yeah, I like you, yeah, you like me
But I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see
You got me guarded like an army grenade
Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes
If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade
I see your charades (2 Chainz, uh)
Crossing the line is somethin' I'll never do
Me and your brother, we've been cool since back in middle school
And now I'm thinking beautiful, two crosses on the spiritual
I'm counting dead presidents off in the livin' room
Feelin' you my Zeus, yeah, they call me Deuce
They sure are for seducing, introduce you to my coop
Coop, this is Baby, Baby, this is Coop
Those deals acting shady, I put them in the caboose
The end to the end, I'm talking me and you
Who? Ain't no I, I hit it for like an hour
Hit it like, aw, she gon' need a towel
And she like, ah
I can see your charades
Don't play me, I'm not a show
I know you did it before
I'm not that girl
No, I'm not that broad
Let's get along
Respect me or get gone
I ain't about that life dot com, period
I ain't about that life dot com, period
I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see
Your charades
I can see, I can see, I can see your charades
You got me guarded like an army grenade
Don't hurt me, I don't have what it takes
If you wonder why I'm throwing you shade
It's your charades
Writer(s): Isra Lohata, Chrisette Payne, Tauheed Epps
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