Chorister
Lyrics
Who's that pretty young thing
Standing beside my door like
Let me tell you a couple things
That you've never heard before, baby
You better get used to this love, oh girl
Body going off like fireworks, fireworks
You know
Mama, I think you're into me
The boy gallant, she say, "Prove to me"
Your body balance and e day speak to me
Bi ti chorister the way your body sing to me
Mama, I'm pretty sure you're into me
The boy gallant, she say, "Prove to me"
Your body balance and e day speak to me (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Bi ti chorister the way your body sing to me
I know you want something tonight
I got you
Baby, pull me down
If I do things to you
Use my tongue, no undo
Introduce you to something
So I say balance
Let me into you
Show you what a real G can do
When I'm in your darkness
I don't need candles
Fa mo mi, baby
Who's that pretty young thing
Standing beside my door like (oh oh)
Let me tell you a couple things
That you've never heard before, baby (oh oh oh oh)
You better get used to this love, oh girl
Body going off like fireworks, fireworks
Are you feeling me too?
Na something wey I for like know
Make I cover you like oversize coat
Something must kill a man
Be like say na tonight, I go die go
Head first in that honeypot, fuck a life boat
I want real life shit, no Twitter life goals
Bare my mind black and white bi ti Vitiligo
And you keep that melanin popping
If them ask you say, "Wetin concern olopa uniform with Hypo"
If you in town hit me up
Only thing that's on my mind is you pretty much
You my PYT make a rapper turn MJ with the melodies
Still ain't no harmony rich enough, mama
Mama, I think you're into me
The boy gallant, she say, "Prove to me"
Your body balance and e day speak to me
Bi ti chorister the way your body sing to me
Mama, I'm pretty sure you're into me
The boy gallant, she say, "Prove to me"
Your body balance and e day speak to me
Bi ti chorister the way your body sing to me
Who's that pretty young thing
Standing beside my door like (oh oh)
Let me tell you a couple things
That you've never heard before, baby (oh oh oh oh)
You better get used to this love, oh girl
Body going off like fireworks, fireworks (fireworks, fireworks)
Writer(s): Chukwuebuka Ntamere, Muhamod Basit Abiola Isola Animashaun
Copyright(s): Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
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