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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Wilson
Charlie Wilson
Vocals
CHIKA
CHIKA
Vocals
Dylan Wiggins
Dylan Wiggins
Programming
Khristopher Riddick-Tynes
Khristopher Riddick-Tynes
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Wilson
Charlie Wilson
Songwriter
Bob Robinson
Bob Robinson
Songwriter
Dylan Wiggins
Dylan Wiggins
Songwriter
Khris Riddick-Tynes
Khris Riddick-Tynes
Songwriter
Lionel Richie
Lionel Richie
Songwriter
Ronald LaPread
Ronald LaPread
Songwriter
Tamia
Tamia
Songwriter
Tim Kelley
Tim Kelley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Khristopher Riddick-Tynes
Khristopher Riddick-Tynes
Recording Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
SIR DYLAN
SIR DYLAN
Producer
The Young Rascals
The Young Rascals
Producer
Daniel Pampuri
Daniel Pampuri
Recording Engineer
Matthew McCobin
Matthew McCobin
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hey man, she sittin' there lookin' at me! Yeah Walked into the party and I spot a shawty, she holdin' a beer And she turned and smiled, yeah I know that she got here before me But looked like her pupils are clear I've been cravin' a sober connection Confession, I knew that she'd prolly be here Because durin' the week when she all up and stressin' And callin' and textin', I tend to appear I got a fetish for takin' her problems away So whenever I'm leavin' she want me to stay I've been lookin' for gumption and tryna be brave But when I'm around you I just cannot behave The world is so full of production, I think she alone acapella So I'm nervously runnin' through ways in my mind, 'til I find a good way I can tell her I really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I am so into you Really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I am so into you (Yuh) I know you sick of the fake (Woah) We can just dip out the place Take you to dinner, we fill up our tate (Oh-oh yeah) Rarely the one who can make a mistake I got decisions to make, am I a cannibal? Look like an animal and she just told me she wanna get ate Dammit that look like a lot on my plate, yeah And you fuckin' with a genius but they call me up-n-comer (Call me) Beat the pussy up it's like an irritated drummer I'm a lady killer but I'm in there as a lover Give a little bit but you will never want another (Yeah) I think you out of this world Think you becomin' my favorite girl (Woo) We got a vision, got me on a mission Make me wanna trade all my diamonds for pearls, yeah I really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it (Done, done, yeah, yeah) I am so into you Really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I am so into you She lookin' hot, uh Pricey and I gotta come, yeah Keep it on lock, yeah Think I'ma give her the rock, yeah (Oh) Tuggin' my heart, yeah (Oh wee) Promise me you'll never stop, yeah Claimin' your spot, yeah (Yeah) You at the top, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Give me a night, uh Give me as much as you got, yeah (Ooh wee) I'll take a little, uh (I'll take a little) I don't need a lot (Yuh) Don't make me start, yeah Look at you like you some art, uh (Yeah, yeah) Just like I thought, yeah You are the one I really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I am so into you Really like what you've done to me I can't really explain it I am so into you (Yeah) Oh wee No, oh-oh, no, yeah Yeah, yeah That's CHIKA, nigga
Writer(s): Mason Betha, Steven Jordan, Christopher Wallace, Quinnes Parker, Daron Jones, Harry Casey, Michael Keith, Marvin Scandrick, Richard Finch, Dj Rogers, Arin Ray, Sean Combs, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Khristopher Van Riddick-tynes, Camden Bench Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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