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Tailormade
378
Hip-Hop/Rap
Tailormade was released on September 19, 2025 by 404 Creative as a part of the album Tailormade - Single
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Release DateSeptember 19, 2025
Label404 Creative
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Connor Clement
Connor Clement
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Bradley Anderson
Connor Bradley Anderson
Songwriter
Alexis Crossard
Alexis Crossard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
madyoung
madyoung
Producer

Lyrics

Enjoy your stay
She wilding
Built like one of them fountains aye
Finessed my allowance
Laughing off the juniper in Tanqueray
Late nights, like I'm Fallon
No doubt where I'm going, where I'm headed babe
Full-time in these lounges
And I'm praying I found my balance bae
Landed, hope it was a safe flight
Uber straight, Lucha Libres
Tough love, but what's pain right?
Pleading that I will find my way
Good things, they always take time
Only God knows what dam will break
Even tho I think I found mine
We been popping out
We in public baby
Been sat in places you can't even go
Forced to stunt it cause Kenny said
You gotta pop out and let them **** know
Bet on me like a parlay
Luckily, my odds aren't zero
I'm the focus on the main stage
Brother, you caught up the b-roll
Met her inside
Said pay for me, pay for me
Hosting dinners, catching vibes
Pay for me, pay for C
Our paths always gon collide
Wait and see, wait and see
**** think I ain't got time
Yeah, ordered a table
Blew it on a baggie
Accelerating
Mezcal in the party
Agave smoked, and her pain will fade
Mango and pineapple
Chopped and lumped, a daquiri
Tend to her, like I tend to the bar
Everything from me is Tailormade
She show me love
She straight, she fair, she's tailormade
Need to get inside them thighs
In the most oh so, subtle way
My lifes a pantomime
All big, enjoy your stay
She like your side of fries
You gon miss her if you won't pay
Ya baby, I know what I paint like
Feeling like I'm Pablo in the morning
Making love, 'n it's all through the late nights
Gotta go, 'n get her brunch in the morning
Give me my love or I'm taking
Your bride, who I'm going home with
Look at me with all that love
Eyes wide like we were rolling
Imma take my passport, no stops
Flights to the homeland
Stockholm, Lagos, mixed blood
Swear I got too many homies
Need a patio
Cigarettes on patios
Where you gon learn bout me
I hold my pride with y'all
Till it's time to air it out and let it breathe
She show me love
She straight, she fair, she's tailormade
Need to get inside them thighs
In the most oh so, subtle way
My lifes a pantomime
All big, enjoy your stay
She like your side of fries
You gon miss her if you won't pay
Written by: Alexis Crossard, Connor Bradley Anderson
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