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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Darkoo
Darkoo
Vocals
Black Sherif
Black Sherif
Vocals
Tom Suhling
Tom Suhling
Guitar
Mojam
Mojam
Programming
Ghosty
Ghosty
Synthesizer
Sean1da
Sean1da
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Murray
James Murray
Songwriter
Mustafa Omer
Mustafa Omer
Songwriter
Mohammed Ismail Sharrif
Mohammed Ismail Sharrif
Songwriter
Tom Suhling
Tom Suhling
Songwriter
Bradley Moss
Bradley Moss
Songwriter
Ebenezer Fabiyi
Ebenezer Fabiyi
Songwriter
Oluwafisayo Isa
Oluwafisayo Isa
Songwriter
Sean Anthony Wander
Sean Anthony Wander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ebenezer
Ebenezer
Vocal Recording Engineer
Mojam
Mojam
Producer
Sean D
Sean D
Mastering Engineer
Ghosty
Ghosty
Additional Producer

Lyrics

Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day If roses are red, the violets are blue If you were a twin, I'd still pick you, you Coulda been us in the coupe, true Coulda been us with the stars in the roof Don't get it confused I'ma show you the views on a yacht or cruise 'Cause it's you that I choose (you that I choose) Though I been thinking 'bout you always, girl Give me a reason that I write, can't compare to you and I Even if doors are suicide, give me a reason now to try Even if doors are suicide, give me a reason now to try Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day You've been on my mind, I no fit leave you now You and I know I deserve some love On the road like 40 days from now Steady trapping, wallet chasing now Told you I'ma make it up to you I no fit do, so you shouldn't ask me what it do You make me sad, I no fit lie you I thought you was down to roll with the trapper man Girl, I'm away from home, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, I drop a man Live my life all alone, steady blowing trees, me a ganja man I've been blowing trees like a rasta man Back to my trap, then it's brrr-pam-pam Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day I'm super superstitious So unless that pussy's A1 Man, I don't want the black cats 'round me Huh, and I'll hit her brethren and her brethren if she allow me Why you pressed? Not your ex Fuck your bitch, you're upset over, but not over me Ovaries, still I keep her eggs I'm still Big Dripo, still one honor And I still get booked for the summer Huh, you wanna talk about shit that don't concern you? Niggas are bitches 'Cause I already got that strap on me And since I run this new era (era) It makes sense why they wanna cap on me And I love my woman like Lizzy Come get busy, don't act up on me I gift hype, I don't take it So it never was me that was naked, bitch Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day Baby, I've been thinking 'bout you always Dreaming of our love from the first day
Writer(s): Mustafa Omer, James Murray, Ebenezer Olaoluwa Fabiyi, Bradley Robert Moss, Sean Anthony Wander, Mohammed Ismail Sharrif, Oluwafisayo Isa, Tom Suhling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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