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Kehlani – Too Much (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Picard Brothers
Picard Brothers
Programming
Kehlani
Kehlani
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clément Picard
Clément Picard
Songwriter
Maxime Picard
Maxime Picard
Songwriter
Stephen Garrett
Stephen Garrett
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Kehlani Ashley Parrish
Kehlani Ashley Parrish
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Niko Marcouca
Niko Marcouca
Mixing Engineer
Robert Marks
Robert Marks
Mixing Engineer
Picard Brothers
Picard Brothers
Producer
Joshra Collins
Joshra Collins
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I know I'm not what you need Baby, why you trying? Come over and comfort me Ain't no sense in lying Do you deserve it, honestly? We could just part ways Find out our own destiny Baby, baby, baby You know I'm more than just a girl That you can meet walking down the street I think you know that I'm the one That you want in your company I'm too much of a woman Too much of a woman Too much of a bad ahh bihh Too much of a boss, baby, it's your loss Now you gotta live with it Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you (Too much, too much, too much for you, yeah) There ain't really nothing left Baby, that's a promise You were f'ing with the best Something I will say That I might just miss your sex That don't mean I want you You can go and stay my ex Baby, baby, baby You know I'm more than just a girl That you can meet walking down the street I think you know that I'm the one That you want in your company I'm too much of a woman Too much of a woman Too much of a bad ahh bihh Too much of a boss, baby, it's your loss Now you gotta live with it Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you You told me you love me I told you I wanna see it You told me it's mine And I could have it when I pleases Every night we sexing You wearing your Jesus pieces Like Jesus Christ gon save a n'a From misleading I want you to know that I meant that Gotta know that I sent that Text in the middle of the night To tell your ahh how to f that flight Cause I can't sit at home on your couch Listening to word of mouth Bout how you been out and about F'ing ho's, playing out (cause I'm too) I'm too much of a woman Too much of a woman Too much of a bad ahh bihh Too much of a boss, baby, it's your loss Now you gotta live with it Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you Too much, three much Four much, five much, too much for you Too much, too much for you, baby, yeah Too much, too much, no Too much, too much for you
Writer(s): Mark Ronson, Maxime Marie Laurent Picard, Clement Marie Jacques Picard, David Debrandon Brown, Dustin Adrian Bowie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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