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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keeya Keys
Performer
Djara Erlandsson-Sow
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keir Dickson
Lyrics
Dennis Mensah
Lyrics
Jordan Watson
Lyrics
Chibuzo Chukwuemeka David Okeke
Composer
Jaydon Campbell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer
Jake Gordon
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It's like, "Hi, I'm Keeya, nice to meet ya"
Sunday in a pub with a beer
Got a message request from Leah
I open, she said that she wanna mine, but (why?)
See, my main ting, you wouldn't wanna be her (you wouldn't)
Call my side ting, I wanna see her (I do)
And I don't wanna go your yard, so you better come 'round here
I made that clear
Got a MILF with a fat back from Brazil
If I wanna beat, then es muy fácil
Bro's missing salah like Basel
'Cause he made the ting boom boom like Basil
If we let the ting sing at your front door in the winter
It won't be a Christmas carol
We all just crabs in a bucket
I was wavy when I first see shells in a barrel
Stepped in the house party, decent crib
Looking for a leng one I can reason with
Jesus! You're so ridiculous, and
You're so out of my league, it's peak
Came with your girlfriends, but you're devious
So I don't need to ask who you're leaving with
She said I'm the weakest link
But still I get booked like Mitrović
And I got a different girl for a different day too
And I save her as Kwame and Kwaku
If I had to pick one, I wouldn't say you
But I'm Yak' tonight, so you can make a debut
Then I realise that I gotta make moves
So I might just cancel the rendez-vous (sorry)
Sorry, babe, I got songs to do
When the cognac spills, I'll be back onto you (b-b-baow)
And fuck it, I'm making a list
Got so many gyal that I'm taking the piss
If I buck you then I'm taking a risk
'Cause you just wanna move bait inna this
And if I'm in a scrap then I'm making 'em miss
Hit him so hard that I'm breaking my wrist
Older one says she loves me, but stays with her husband
For the sake of the kids
Stepped in the house party, decent crib
Looking for a leng one I can reason with
Jesus! You're so ridiculous, and
You're so out of my league, it's peak
Came with your girlfriends, but you're devious
So I don't need to ask who you're leaving with
She said I'm the weakest link
But still I get booked like Mitrović, ay
She get mad 'cause I'm leaving
It's grinding season, I'll see you later
Me, I've gotta get Ps (guala)
Don't want anyone doing me favours
She dropped a cocktail, ruined my trainers
I'll let you off 'cause I can replace 'em
But for now, pass me a tissue or towel
'Cause I don't want my cocaine whites looking brown, how?
I got my cheek for the lipstick now (wow!)
Used to count my pennies and round to the pound
Now I see a bad one shake down to the ground
Shake hands with the man that's down on the ground
'Cause he might slap you when your time comes 'round
More time I move with my eyes to the ground
'Cause when I look up always get let down
Stepped in the house party, decent crib
Looking for a leng one I can reason with
Jesus! You're so ridiculous, and
You're so out of my league it's peak
Came with your girlfriends, but you're devious
So I don't need to ask who you're leaving with
She said I'm the weakest link
But still I get booked like Mitrović, ay
In the house party, decent crib
Looking for a leng one I can reason with
Jesus! You're so ridiculous, and
You're so out of my league it's peak
Came with your girlfriends, but you're devious
So I don't need to ask who you're leaving with
She said I'm the weakest link
But still I get booked like Mitrović, ay
Writer(s): Chibuzo Chukwuemeka David Okeke, Dennis Mensah, Jaydon Campbell, Jordan Watson, Keir Dickson
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