In a rhythmic dance of desire and bravado, J Hus paints a vivid picture of longing and streetwise swagger. The protagonist is captivated by a woman who seems to predict his every move, earning her the title of "fortune teller." Through clever wordplay and gritty imagery, he juxtaposes his raw masculinity with her intuitive allure. He navigates the urban jungle, where power dynamics shift like shadows under streetlights. With references to iconic figures and playful metaphors, J Hus crafts a narrative that oscillates between vulnerability and dominance. This track isn't just about attraction; it's an ode to the magnetic pull between two worlds colliding in a haze of passion and peril.
Fortune Teller
Lyrics
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
I wear a skull cap like a 90's era (uh)
Big man, yuh makin' a schoolboy error
Step out just to start 'causin' terror
The techno buster, the panty tearer
Make man dash if I lift my sweater (run)
Man left his shoe like a Cinderella (what?)
How man wanna leave you Cinderella?
She can call my line if she want Nutella
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
We really put work, he's a storyteller
How many times we went war together?
The way I back it out, wash a nigga
Come like Arnold Schwarzenegger
I'm not a man, more like gorilla
She like my ting cah my portion bigger
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
She a Barbie doll, I'm an action figure
She only get wood but she a golden digger
They're gonna smoke him if I point my finger
The way I smoke him, like I'm smokin' cigar
I ain't tryna hear no higga-hagga
Only wan' listen to Reggae, ragga
I don't wan' chat, I just give her dagger
I'm a rolling stone like Mick Jagger
I'm the kind of guy give your whole hood pepper
Heard them man had the next vendetta
Wash man's block but I'm a calm brudda
She peck on my wood, I call her Woody Woodpecker
She a throater, she a necker
I won't tell your man cah I ain't a homewrecker
Bonsam to your door, that's the homewrecker
Big man to the floor, I got the soul taker
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
You the one that I want, yeah, me know, you know
She know I want her, she a fortune teller
Writer(s): Ayodele Oyadare, Ikeoluwa Oladigbolu, Jonathan Awotwe-Mensah, Levi Malundama, Momodou Jallow
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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