Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Léonie Barbot
Performer
Darius
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Léonie Barbot
Songwriter
Terence Nguyen Meunier
Composer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A grown man like you should know what I'm talking 'bout
When I hit you with the side look
How smart, giving me the
Whole pack, rose petals on the floor
Baby, I want everything
Candles and adrenaline, I
[Verse 2]
Want it
Say, I want it
Oh, don't act so mighty and say
'Cause you fucking with the real one
[Verse 3]
This ain't no womanhood vibe
We could be nice and feel lightweight
Then again, why don't we write our own protocol, babe?
Oh
[Verse 4]
Oh, I have a feeling
This a special affair
I just don't wanna waste it on rules
Waste it on
[Verse 5]
Said this ain't no womanhood vibe
We could be nice and feel lightweight
Then again, why don't we write our own protocol, babe?
Oh
[Verse 6]
Oh, I have a feeling
This a special affair
I just don't wanna waste it on rules
Waste it on
[Verse 7]
I'm in this bitch hallucinating
And it's about time we loosened up
It's like I like you, but I
Since when is it forbidden to say what you, what you want
[Verse 8]
Plus who's got time to play hide and seek
'Cause I'm in knee deep
And now, I'm supposed to act like I don't want you, but I
Since when is it forbidden to say what you believe, baby boy, now
[Verse 9]
Oh, this ain't no womanhood vibe
We could be nice and feel lightweight
Then again, why don't we write our own protocol, babe?
Oh
[Verse 10]
Oh, I have a feeling
This a special affair
I just don't wanna waste it on rules
Waste it on
[Verse 11]
This ain't no womanhood vibe
We could be nice and feel lightweight
Then again, why don't we write our own protocol, babe?
Oh
[Verse 12]
Oh, I have a feeling
This a special affair
I just don't wanna waste it on rules
Waste it on
[Verse 13]
(Don't wanna waste it on rules
Waste it on rules, waste it on rules)
[Verse 14]
Saturday nights are always followed by the morning after
Heard some words that're better left unsaid, how do I know which words?
[Verse 15]
Saturday nights are always followed by the morning after
I don't want to feel a way
Yet it is already Sunday
Written by: Léonie Barbot, Terence Nguyen Meunier