Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ezra Joseph
Songwriter
Lyrics
The way you smile
It makes me lose my mind
Oh baby will you really mind
I wanna be your man
The way you look at me
It makes me lose my sense
Be like say I don kolo
I don mumu
I lose the chance
To be your man
If I gotta million million chances
A billion billion chances
You know I don choose you
I don't wanna lose you
I need you
If I gotta million million chances
A billion billion chances
You know I don choose you
I don't wanna lose you
I need you
Why pretending?
Why pretending?
You no no tell me so you no love me and I leave you
Why pretending?
Why pretending?
You for don't tell me so you don't love me and I leave you
As step on floor
All the shorties they want look at me
Why you dey eye me
I saw this one girl in a white jacket
This girl just dey melo
She fill me on the low
Low low
I go give you my number call me on the phone
I'm feeling the cruise
You fit to make man digest
I got no pressure you
Pressure you
Baby don't you pretend now
don't you pretend now
Coz I know that you want me
If I gotta million million chances
A billion billion chances
You know I don choose you
I don't wanna lose you
I need you
If I gotta million million chances
A billion billion chances
You know I don choose you
I don't wanna lose you
I need you
Why pretending?
Why pretending?
You no no tell me so you no love me and I leave you
Why pretending?
Why pretending?
You for don't tell me so you don't love me and I leave you
Written by: Ezra Joseph
