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Anita
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Anita was released on March 14, 2017 by Downtown JV as a part of the album blkswn
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Albumblkswn
Release DateMarch 14, 2017
LabelDowntown JV
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
Jean Deaux
Jean Deaux
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
monte booker
monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Lemme cut on this
Anita, I need her
So flee, don't flee from me
Serving them looks cold as
Ice cream
Show that
Chocolate
Godiva, Godiva, Godiva
[Verse 1]
Turn up the volume
This feel like hallelujah
Cue the choir too
I'm off the holy oil, fried like El Pollo
I got a chicken coop
Dip out, interior barbecue
I'm fly, why she want the cockatoo
And that's on my bird like a beak, my guy
Standing ovay, how they greet my guys
Straight out the mud like a cleat, no lie
Never had time for the teeter kind
On the fence likes vines, wanna camouflage
**** hotel lobbying
Smelling like loud around Republicans
Like why it ain't no **** working? Obvious
Just hella hmm hmm, smiles and muttering
If you ain't blood to me, you bothering
And if you ain't cuz to me, you cluttering
And I been really tryna be mo' tolerant
Mo' positive, I prolly need to switch up countries
But you know why I'm here
I might go beast mode
Cop a couple seats out to Heathrow
Out in Shoreditch with the shit, ain't no shortage on the stick
Lil' boo I know you gon'
[Chorus]
Lemme cut on this
Anita, I need her
So flee, don't flee from me
Serving them looks cold as
Ice cream
Show that
Chocolate
Godiva, Godiva, Godiva
[Verse 2]
Bing! How the spotlight beam on ya
Green light you better go, go
Ch-ch-ching, how the money 'chine ring
When ya feet beat pavement to the gold, gold
[Verse 3]
Don't got no time for the delay
Hopping around in a sack race
Bro keep that 'caine like Larenz Tate
He went overload on the Oberweis
**** at his lowest gave me word to wise
Told me none of this matter unless family blessed
Watch all these **** that beat on they chest
They flex through the stress I guess
[Verse 4]
I been raw, it's genetic, it's my denim
I Ginuwine up on ya, tryna fit up
Up in 'em with ya acting innocent
Bet you're interested, stretch you like a limo
The memo never switched or slowed the tempo
Zero Gang with me everywhere I go
I'm cool on all the friendly shit
It's just business straight across
Twelve thirty o'clock, ooh
[Verse 5]
Thousand miles an hour on a spaceship
Maybe we can go to space
Now I ain't never been to Jupiter, but I'd, but I'd go with you, baby
Got that magnetic love
I can't pull out of your Milky Way
[Verse 6]
I'm in this bitch like a implanon
I'm breaded up like an empanada
She say, "Smino, I love you," nada, girl, de nada
You giving me Erykah vibes
Bah I do wanna tell you something
You make December feel like summer, summer, summer
[Outro]
A-N-I-T-A
I N-E-E-D
H-E-R, my baby, baby, baby, baby
A-N-I-T-A
I N-E-E-D
H-E-R, my baby, baby, baby, baby
A-N-I-T-A
I N-E-E-D
H-E-R, my baby, baby, baby, baby
A-N-I-T-A
I N-E-E-D
H-E-R, my baby
Anita
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith Jr.
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