Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hibachi
Performer
Image
Performer
Eric Nsangu Tusevo
Programming
Emily Heffernan
Spoken Word
Imani Yahshua
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Nsangu Tusevo
Songwriter
Emily Heffernan
Songwriter
Jody Ogg
Songwriter
Imani Yahshua
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hibachi
Producer
Clinton Mcreery
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
INTRO
It can't all be Cinnamon, Lavender
be Cinnamon Lavender
child, be Cinnamon Lavender
Now, you gotta have challengers
VERSE
Damn son, where you find this,
Imma sip some, lemme try this,
Like aged wine, you the finest,
define this, you what fine is, (Finest)
Don't you worry bout the price list,
Only bottom of the page cause you priceless,
You know I love it when your nails and your toes, and clothes,
be the same red color as the wine list,
Don't you worry bout the side chick (I won't)
She saw it coming, she a psychic (I know)
Im her main, but she got a lot of side men
She be doing what I say, a **** Simon (Simon)
Every pretty lady with me is a diamond (Diamond)
Every pretty lady with me wearing diamonds (Diamonds)
I be blowing your shawty back, a **** spineless (Mmm)
She be kissing on my neck and biting my skin
I might just overheat,
Young black boy from the overseas
These girls can't get over me
so I'm underneath, in her ovaries,
Keep these girls on a need-to-know
If she sweet, get sweet and low,
The Coco butter is rubbed in slow,
From her head to her shoulders, knees, and toes,
PC
It can't all be cinnamon, lavender
Now you gotta have challengers
Challengers, cause you bad as fuck
Smell so good, I might fall in love
Cinnamon, Lavender (Lavender)
I know you got plans, come afterward (Afterwards)
Write my name on the calendar
Live your life to the maximum
HOOK
It can't all be cinnamon, lavender
Be Cinnamon Lavender
Child, be cinnamon lavender
No, you gotta have challengers
It can't all be cinnamon, lavender
Be Cinnamon Lavender
Child, be cinnamon lavender
Live your life to the maximum
VERSE
Baby you tasty, like Godiva,
Swimming in eight feet, like a diver
Uber with eight seats, and the drivers
Watching me make dreams come alive
Hotter than hell, you giving me fever
If the club jumping, I'll do a lil Lipa,
Splitting the money for Margret and Rita
do the division, it equals a threesome
All my girl's tennis Venus, Serena
Shit could get Messi, Argentina
Take you to Paris, to show you the Lisa,
She be in London, but stay in Ibiza
I know what you're trying to do
It's working
Gimmie the Franklins, not Aretha
I mean the Benjamin's, hundred G's up
Slow down the trip, or speed up the visa
Maybe I want you, I don't need you
Head from a bhaddie'll, give me amnesia
Soon as I catch one, release her
I say career, I mean imma be some
They say career, they meaning they FIFA
Reaching for me, and you setting the bar low
I'm on a mountain, like Kilimanjaro
If you want step to me, I don't do bullets or bombs
I'll definitely kill em with bars tho
Needed an interim, am I the man, or am I a synonym
They wanna a sample me soon as you send them in
Smelling like lavender, skin is like cinnamon
HOOK/OUTRO
It can't all be cinnamon, lavender
Nah you gotta have challengers
Challengers, cause you bad as fuck
Smell so good, I might fall in love
Cinnamon, lavender
I know you got plans, come afterwards
Write my name on the calendar
Live your life to the maximum
Written by: Emily Heffernan, Eric Nsangu Tusevo, Imani Yahshua, Jody Ogg

