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PERFORMING ARTISTS
PHFAT
PHFAT
Performer
Rudolph Willemse
Rudolph Willemse
Performer
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Performer
Luc Veermeer
Luc Veermeer
Performer
Michael Zietsman
Michael Zietsman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MOONGA K.
MOONGA K.
Songwriter
Rudolph Willemse
Rudolph Willemse
Songwriter
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Songwriter
Luc Veermeer
Luc Veermeer
Songwriter
Michael Zietsman
Michael Zietsman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rudolph Willemse
Rudolph Willemse
Producer
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Ewald Jansen van Rensburg
Producer
Luc Veermeer
Luc Veermeer
Producer

Lyrics

Cause lockdown got me lonely Facetime with my homies Ain't as sweet as your love Wish you'd pick that phone up Gon' break that curfew late night Tell those cops it's date night Then wake your ass up next to me, girl You're the one on my mind Always that girl to me You were always that girl to me You were making my phone bleep a bunch We would always get deep as fuck With those feelin's creepin' Try to speak my mind But we didn't speak a time Because the lockdown came Now I'm home by 9 I ain't coolin' wit yo' fine ass And we could never get that time back Hit me up sooner We can sneak past cops and have sex in the moon Like yeah goddamnit you're too nice You kinda got my mind fucked up And I ain't got no shows so I got time for you And I got ice of booze And dope music Some real ass cool shit So find me in the parkling lot soon And keep your mask on, too Just 'till we know wassup And you can call me on my late night bullshit Tryna call a booty call a date night bullshit But you're biting on your lip when you talking to me And I ain't feeling sick But it's so hard to breathe when you walk in the room Girl, you fuck with the moon It's just the way that you move Fucking with the way that you move Girl, I'm fucking with the way that you move Girl, I'm fucking with you Cause lockdown got me lonely Facetime with my homies Ain't as sweet as your love Wish you'd pick that phone up Gon' break that curfew late night Tell those cops it's date night Then wake your ass up next to me, girl You're the one on my mind Lockdown got me lonely Facetime with my homies Ain't as sweet as your love Wish you'd pick that phone up Gon' break that curfew late night Tell those cops it's date night Then wake your ass up next to me, girl You're the one on my mind
Writer(s): Ewald Jansen Van Rensburg, Luc Veermeer, Michael Zietsman, Moonga K., Rudolph Willemse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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