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Meadow
Pop
Meadow was released on June 14, 2025 by Smiley Face Records as a part of the album Club Avocado (The Complete Edition)
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Release DateJune 14, 2025
LabelSmiley Face Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yaboyeli
Yaboyeli
Performer
Ademir Monteiro
Ademir Monteiro
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ademir Monteiro
Ademir Monteiro
Lyrics
Addyboi
Addyboi
Beat Maker
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yaboyeli
Yaboyeli
Recording Engineer
Addyboi
Addyboi
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I wanna fly away
Me and you my baby
Grass on the ground we lay
What a view my baby
I don’t know too much
What I do know baby
You’re the one I want
What do you say, baby?
I’m feeling sick
Something wrong with me, sick
I’m sick, sick of this thing that we have
I been dropping hints crazy, like, "Come on, do the math"
I'm sick of playing these games, I’m sick of chasing your ass
I wanna take you to a meadow we can smell all the flowers
And spend the day together and lose track of the hours
I wanna have you in the whip with legs on the dash
Tell you put them down, baby, "What if we crash?"
Sugar, baby ,why you making my heart hurt?
My jokes ain’t that funny, why you laughing so hard for?
Ego tripping ain’t my style, I been thinking for a while
When they throw my name around why you acting so awkward?
I think i’m really bugging, think it might be in my head
Always been a lover boy to this I must confess
Came with a test, till you pass imma rest
And imma keep my heart strapped in vest
I wanna fly away
Me and you my baby
Grass on the ground we lay
What a view my baby
I don’t know too much
What I do know baby
You’re the one I want
What do you say, baby?
I know you feel it when we talking the instant connection
Everytime we walking we synced up in stepping
Hands brushing hands too scared of rejection
Dance, baby, dance, she step round my methods
Baby, I ain’t trying to make a fool of myself
It might be crazy to make a move and ruin all of ourselves
You got me floating happy following a pie on the shelf
Now, that’s a bad distraction, honestly, it’s bad for my health
Like, throw me a fucking bone
You the only thing I think of when I’m sitting in my room
The echoes start to linger feeling like my name is squidward
In a void going crazy 'cause he feel so alone
I’m dancing in the meadow looking for a match
I’m playing wide reciever with no quaterback
You playing game with me, why you gotta play with me?
I want you to stay with me and to want me back, it's sad
Sick of reading signs, how do you feel?
I don’t got time need a real deal
Not me, it’s really you
Fuck halfway, meet me at the stu
Sick of reading signs, how do you feel?
I don’t got time need a real deal
Not me, it’s really you
Fuck halfway, meet me at the stu
Sick of reading signs, how do you feel, baby?
I don’t got time need a real deal, baby
Not me, it’s really you, baby
Fuck halfway meet me at the stu, baby
Sick of reading signs
Look me in the eyes
I don’t got time, so I apologize
I ain’t tryna hear a lie
It’s not me It’s really you baby
I wanna fly away
Me and you my baby
Grass on the ground we lay
What a view my baby
I don’t know too much
What I do know baby
You’re the one I want
What do you say, baby?
Written by: Ademir Monteiro
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