Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Frass
Performer
Chip
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
André Gordon
Composer
Jahvanie Morrison
Composer
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Frass
Producer
Jordan McClure
Mixing Engineer
David Hayle
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
[Verse 2]
Yo, take you for ya food, get ya in the mood (Lobster)
Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come)
I love when you bend over (Love)
Fuck anybody else it's over (Done)
Pour another juice, spark another zute
Gyal get on your knees, get me in the mood
Me one she can't get over
Fuck anybody else it's oh
[Verse 3]
Gyal say men are trash, don't get me started
Them say cheats don't prosper, don't play, ya can't win
Gyal ah run me down but mi a runner, fast, quick
Yes, I'm doing her when I say I'm doing my ting
Both full a manners, please her, she a please me
Skin-tight waist, she said, "Chippy, you not easy"
Need her, she need me, both how we needy
Nipple inna mouth like she ah try breast-feed me
Deep makes you feel it
Nuh tell me you love me if you nuh mean it
Gyal, if mi say mi love you, would you believe me?
Come and give me your loving, I'm catching feelings, you're my healing
We should book a flight, go abroad
We should book a flight, go ah yard (Jamaica)
She said, "Bwoy, why the rush? You're fulla buzz"
That's some real British yardman talk"
[Verse 4]
Yo, take you for ya food, get ya in the mood (Lobster)
Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come)
I love when you bend over (Love)
Fuck anybody else it's over (Done)
Pour another juice, spark another zute
Gyal get on your knees, get me in the mood
Me one she can't get over
Fuck anybody else it's oh
[Verse 5]
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
She said
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
[Verse 6]
Yo, she don't give a raas about the diamonds and the garments
Man ah ran her down, she wanna fuck me, call me charming
Sex, she wan' sex me to sleep, mi said, "Gwan then"
She kiss me pon mi forehead when mi get up in the morning
High grade around, yeah, the both of we gas
Drink, dem around, yeah, the both of we frass
Still give me 'lone time, studio, that's zone time
But nothing like sleep when we both on my mattress
D makes you feel it, mi flick it and stab it, my baby leaking
More time we make a mess and change sheets dem
We fi buck up next week and repeat, then a woman call screaming (Wetter)
And then book a flight, go abroad
Me say pick a spot, she say, "Yard" (Jamaica)
She said, "Bwoy, why the rush? You're fulla buzz"
That's some real British yardman talk"
[Verse 7]
Yo, take you for ya food, get ya in the mood (Lobster)
Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come)
I love when you bend over (Leve)
Fuck anybody else it's over (Done)
Pour another juice, spark another zute
Gyal get on your knees, get me in the mood
Me one she can't get over
Fuck anybody else it's oh
Written by: André Gordon, Jahvanie Morrison, Jahmaal Noel Fyffe