音樂影片

音樂影片

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演出藝人
Nick Grant
Nick Grant
演出者
Rikayah Crawford
Rikayah Crawford
演出者
詞曲
Nick Grant
Nick Grant
作曲
Rikayah Crawford
Rikayah Crawford
作曲
製作與工程團隊
8een
8een
製作人

歌詞

Yeah
She like dem **** from departments
Like water for chocolate in her dark skin
Life is just a deep novel with a dark twist
Fools go, I'm not the one you really rock with
Yeah, do you believe in monogamy
They make a mockery of love then make apologies
I can love you acapella I don't need to beat
Could cut my legs and I'm still where I need to be
And she's a freak, that hoe bananas, follow Chiquita, olive colored brasiere
Arch it up from the rear, chronicles of the real freak I'm being sincere
Spread open over here, promise she something serious
Yeah
Gun toter she gun smoke, if a **** run then he's done for she's hunting yo ass
Everyday a couple nahs and a hunnit my bads
Frontin' like I fuck with shawty but it's nothing like that
Silly how I leave the party then I'm coming right back
'Cause you were there, yeah truth or dare
Had a mental breakdown, so I took the Uber there
When I was at my lowest you were like my superhero
The love is deeper I'ma need my scuba gear
When I think I'ma lose you, im assessing new affairs
The egos biting big, like the cheapest new venereers
When memories are fading, yeah I get the souvenir yeah
Am I selfish if I want you to myself yeah
Baby when I'm not around you I feel helpless
It's an SOS and I'm a mess, why'd you neglect me
Yeah I need you baby
If all men are dogs I'm chained to your heart
St. Bernard dressed in yves saint laurent
You never give me credit but I pull card
Yeah there's a thin line between love and war
Raw
All this faith, like I'm biggie smalls
Me and him could never was a tie that's for bidness talk
All that small cappin' they gon' make me sin to God
You sniff for da bullshit but the scent was off
Washing through ignorance you could rest assure
But hey Mr DJ cue the wedding song
Ain't nothing like you and I'm the king of the metaphor
Staying close to these o's like I'm stead man boy
Dancing with my pride two stepping with the weapon on
Maintaining mystery to know is to never know me
I raise hell if the pussy feel like Heaven to me
I'm the one but she tell me that I'm never lonely
Uhh I got ya number, let me sum it up
Only one dats bed you my comforter
Don't believe the rumors 'bout me fucking such and such
All the hoes hating 'cause you got what they want
I'm lying, every verse is like a number run
We never waste time like a cumberbund
You take a soul whenever cupid up the gun
Was never number two but my one of one
What's done is done
You killed my confidence, I was the coolest under son
You left a voicemail, then you hit me back like huh
I told her use her head like she tryna fix bun
Am I selfish if I want you to myself yeah
Baby when I'm not around you I feel helpless
It's an SOS and I'm a mess, why'd you neglect me
Yeah I need you baby
It's an SOS, and I'm a mess, why'd you neglect me (baby)
Written by: Nick Grant, Rikayah Crawford
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