Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rapsody
Rapsody
Vocals
Erykah Badu
Erykah Badu
Vocals
S1
S1
Keyboards
Lonestarrmuzik
Lonestarrmuzik
Drums
Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin
Keyboards
Marlon Williams
Marlon Williams
Guitar
Amber Navran
Amber Navran
Flute
JeMarcus Bridges
JeMarcus Bridges
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erykah Badu
Erykah Badu
Songwriter
Marc Bridges
Marc Bridges
Songwriter
Marlanna Evans
Marlanna Evans
Songwriter
Larry Griffin, Jr.
Larry Griffin, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
S1
S1
Producer
Lonestarrmuzik
Lonestarrmuzik
Producer
Rich Niles
Rich Niles
Recording Engineer
Eric Guerrero
Eric Guerrero
Assistant Recording Engineer
Victor Gaspar
Victor Gaspar
Additional Engineer
Leslie Brathwaite
Leslie Brathwaite
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
JeMarcus Bridges
JeMarcus Bridges
Producer

Lyrics

You make me feel like a virgin New person You make me pull back the curtains I'm not afraid to share with you what hurt me You feel like a healer I know I'm imperfect Though, you make me feel like Jesus Or how God sees us Not afraid to show my insecurities like Issa Love making Booty clapping like Netty and Ceile Netflix asking if we still watching TV Intoxicated, nauseous off your love Got me throwing up emotions I kept secret That's how I know you care Everything I hid, you always peeped it When it's darkest, we always attract the brightest people Baby, you a light You shift my whole world to the right Nothing left but Ah, baby, slo' motion for me Whine, roll a likkle somethin' for me Oh, baby, you can do it, explore me Oh, I luv it, uh, ooh, babe, awe I remember late nights wit' you Ooh ooh ooh, what cha like in the mornin' Ah, baby, you my lesson, blessin' I just wanna tell you I do You could take the sour out of lemons with your sweetness Solid, grounded like the ones that grows beneath us I conceive your fetus, that would probably have my features We laugh, our sense of humor is what feeds us, I love ya I trust ya, staycations in St Regis, like Weezy It's hot boy, we hit the beach Sun tanning my peach Eyes on us just like the feds would watch Meech The look of love They watch us like convos on Beale Street Your knees week for my Cocoa Brown skin With kicks just like Taebo I win (I win) I dress better, you dress better We have fun wit' it Shopping sprees on 5th Avenue, we both spend Make up, wake up and spin the block again It's different when you lovers and you best friends I feel safe with you The most vulnerable that I could be Right around this time of morning at three Yeah, I love ya Ah, baby, slo' motion for me Whine, roll a likkle somethin' for me Oh, baby, you can do it, explore me Oh, I luv it, uh, ooh, babe, awe I remember late nights wit' you Ooh ooh ooh, what cha like in the mornin' Ah, baby, you my lesson, blessin' I just wanna tell you how I feel We been together super long, the Dre to my Sidney It taste like Brown Sugar every time that you kissed me Every day you made me feel like a princess Tiana, the black one at Disney I talked about being a momma, having kids someday Maybe two boys, a girl, I'd probably name her Sydney Thinking back on the plans we made The looks across the room we'd trade Holding hands on the long car rides we'd take I had your back, you had mine, all the jokes we'd say I loved to laugh wit' you You were never my mistake, a blessing (a blessing) Your communication was so impressive (so impressive) I learned so much, you were like my second adolescence We grew wit' each other 'til we grew apart My heart crying at the thoughts of memories I utter 'Cause whenever, wherever You were always there for me And for that, I'll always love you
Writer(s): Erica Wright, Larry Griffin, Marlanna Evans, Maurice Nichols, Jemarcus Bridges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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