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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Demont "Byg Sexy" Crawford
Demont "Byg Sexy" Crawford
Vocals
Rodney "Spanky" Thomas
Rodney "Spanky" Thomas
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan James Frazier
Ryan James Frazier
Songwriter
Lyndon Bryan Marshall
Lyndon Bryan Marshall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dual Output
Dual Output
Producer
Charles "Bass King" Glenn
Charles "Bass King" Glenn
Engineer

Lyrics

I know I want you I see you want me Forever a melody That can only be Glowiesha Glowiesha I want to know ya Today Glowiesha Glowiesha We'll celebrate ya Always Hoo-ray Hoo-ray Hoo-ray I appreciate the woman you are How you glowed up From dance floors to relationships You two step Nothing lower Take a thousand Ora Quicks Euphoric When nothing shows up The moral of the story is you rule like a shogun Let me be your warrior cutting deep when I show love Spoiled by my ghettoness but fresh in new environments Beyond beat it up to get Mayweather out retirement Wetter than Seattle she makes my nature change climates Blanket you with protection more affection than Sally kissing Linus God must of made you ain't no evolving your vagina Big body banging No theory that you finer than Zoey Kravitz Girl you distinguished like italics Baby we winning Skin to skin in our birthday suits On the bed You blow my candle every night Straight fire Glowiesha Glowiesha I want to know ya Today Glowiesha Glowiesha We'll celebrate ya Always Hoo-ray Hoo-ray Hoo-ray I appreciate that you pursued your education Mastered your energy Any bachelor for your taken Oh you keep on winning girl And you ain't even Asian It's dope you keep writing to your brother in the state pen Inspired me too to have a heart when women raped damn Why you earn less to the man's dollar it doesn't make sense Swallowed your pride Sunday service with the soul cleanse Nothing to hide see through you like your clothes on the weekend At the house only Saved your money and your love for your spouse A true testimony Ride or die by my side saying "F*ck The Police" Pistol on your lap You ain't camera holding We die once to live forever Glowiesha been my homie Picture us rolling Clutching each other I'm about to blow that back tire out
Writer(s): Lyndon Marshall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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