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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kardinal Offishall
Kardinal Offishall
Vocals
Rihanna
Rihanna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Harrow
J. Harrow
Songwriter
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Dwayne Chin-Quee
Songwriter
J. Holt
J. Holt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Supa Dups
Supa Dups
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Demacio Castellon
Demacio Castellon
Mixing Engineer
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Eleopoulos
Mike Eleopoulos
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Light it up! Everybody light it up! Come, Rihanna, light it up! Fi Kardinal, light it up! The tide is high, but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one Number one She just my part-time lover, pretty likkle ting Nothing I would ever think about giving a ring Nothing but a pretty likkle overnight fling Even though she wanna be the queen to my king She ain't nothing but a work for my ginseng Someone I would use to bust my box spring She would a number one, not di badda-bing Badman nah go badda wid di wife-wife ting She gotta know she the girl on the side On the left of the rest, number two on my mind There's no way she could be my girl But she steady tryna come into my world, not uh The tide is high, but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one Number one Yo! She's just my trophy piece, mi hot-hot gyal Never ever would I call her Ms. Offishall Never ever would I bring her around my fam She be crying on the phone, but she knows who I am Mr. Kardinal, voice of the people Black Jays family our verses are lethal I don't have time for the play-play She a good chick yo, but I'm married to the game Married to the fame, related to the paper Tryna get my name put up on a skyscraper There's no way she could be my wife But she's steady tryna come into my life, not uh The tide is high, but I'm holding on I'm gonna be your number one Number one Number one (your number one) Those other girls ain't nothing like me (you don't know, baby) Just give me the chance and boy you will see that (what?) I'm not the kinda girl Who'll just get down like that Oh, no! On the real, I ain't gonna front ya The fox to a lot of hound dogs on the hunt You the push to a lotta kush, rolling a blunt You the hottest in the dance, but you ain't what I want I'm a businessman, tryna get the business Just tryna wuk out ya physical fitness There's no way you could get that ring But I hear all the hotty-hotties in the place sing The tide is high, but I'm holding on (the tide is high) I'm gonna be your number one Number one Number one The tide is high, but I'm holding on (I'm holding on then) I'm gonna be your number one Number one Number one Light it up! Everybody light it up! Come, Rihanna, light it up! Fi Kardinal, light it up!
Writer(s): Jason Harrow, Dwayne Richard Chin-quee, John Kenneth Holt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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