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KhakiKid, Saint Demarcus - Date Nite (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
KhakiKid
KhakiKid
Vocals
Saint Demarcus
Saint Demarcus
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
KhakiKid
KhakiKid
Songwriter
Saint Demarcus
Saint Demarcus
Songwriter
Alex Naim
Alex Naim
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Naim
Alex Naim
Producer

Lyrics

Two, three, four
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, alright
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, (alright, I'll get in the next one)
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (ha-ha-ha)
Nah, nah, nah, ooh
You want a man well spoken
Should have said that before the eighth pint
Said, "Let's horse around like there's trojans
Black forces on when it's date night (whoa)
You got teeth and they're covered in gold
Never seen these roads in daylight (whoa)
Got half of the gaff weak at the knees, with some low waist jeans, with a frightening waistline (whoa)
I know that you're feeling me
Why'd you let go of his hand when you seen me?
Is it the half ounce tucked in these jeans?
Man of your dreams, I guess you haven't been dreaming
Let's get going, forget my friends
Scumbag Vinny, he's busy with Mandy
Let's get going, forget your man
You're in love, but who do you fancy?
I wanna see you in the morning, I wanna see you in the day
Just 'cause I called you gorgeous, don't mean I know your name
This bed was made for crawling, in my mind, you're running games
If you're tryna get your steps in, let's do the walk of shame
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, yeah
Your "To be" ex-boyfriend is scared of any kid over six, in a tracksuit
That's a little more than slightly embarrassing
Ask my ma, I'm the prettiest bad news
I heard you don't like taking pictures (uh), so, I'ma take plenty (ooh)
How's it six in the morning, we're stumbling home?
You look like you just got ready
I just clicked on a murder doc', I'm hearing screams (whoa)
I can't tell if it's you or the tele'
I've been drinking, and drinking, and drinking, and drinking (ooh)
Said nothing else going in this belly (whoa)
I'll go to war with your mammy, your sister, your brother, your cousin, your dog
I got feelings and you got some feelings
I'm bugging, I love when I know that it's wrong (no, no, no)
I wanna see you in the morning (ooh), I wanna see you in the day (ooh)
Just 'cause I called you gorgeous (ooh), don't mean I know your name (ooh)
This bed was made for crawling (ooh), in my mind, you're running games (ooh)
If you're tryna get your steps in (ooh), let's do the walk of shame
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Written by: Alex Naim, KhakiKid, Saint Demarcus
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