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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sahra
Sahra
Songwriter
gerald osei-owusu
gerald osei-owusu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tago
Tago
Producer

Lyrics

Cha, cha, cha Yea, yea Light, light light I said my shorty like 5'6 Long hair and she Spanish Other bitches hate because they know that you the baddest Met her out in Harlem But she live by Fordham Drop gorgeous like autumn Nas can't afford her She can never leave me Wetter than some Fiji Ya tu sabe I'ma love you girl 'till I ain't breathing I would take the 2 train You be having mood swings Thinking that I fuck these other bitches why you do this Pretty and her shit fat Eat it like a Kit Kat Met you back in high school and I said I need to get that That was 114th street I was about 16 Girl I love your vibe Te amo til I, uh Fuck you 'till you go to sleep I can sleep in you for weeks Make me cum, I make you cum, we take a break, an then repeat I know that you want a na that can fuck you like a freak Shaking like a tambourine the way you tweaking in your knee That's ode Look me in my eyes Hit it from the side Gripping on your thighs You the perfect type Beat it up all night Anytime I'll slide You can hit my line Love it when you ride Ain't nothing better than a female that can hold her own I'm out of town You hold it down And never do me wrong Deserve the finest All designer Louis, Saint Laurent When I was broke And had no home You kept a na strong (Baby, I'ma love you 'till the end) Hair on fleek Nails on fleek Fit on fleek Flexing on them bitches every day of the week Louis V Double G Girl you flee Them Fashion Nova jeans make that booty look odee I said my shorty like 5'6 Long hair and she Spanish Other bitches hate because they know that you the baddest Met her out in Harlem But she live by Fordham Drop gorgeous like autumn Nas can't afford her She can never leave me Wetter than some Fiji Ya tu sabe I'ma love you girl 'till I ain't breathing I would take the 2 train You be having mood swings Thinking that I fuck these other bitches why you do this Pretty and her shit fat Eat it like a Kit Kat Met you back in high school and I said I need to get that That was 114th street I was about 16 Cariño you my type Te amo till I die Te amo 'till I die Baby I'ma love you 'till the end
Writer(s): Gerald Osei Owusu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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