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Jaheim - Ain't Leavin Without You (eSQUIRE Club Mix)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jaheim
Jaheim
Lead Vocals
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Background Vocals
Eritza Laues
Eritza Laues
Background Vocals
Clifton Lighty
Clifton Lighty
Background Vocals
James Genus
James Genus
Bass Guitar
Joel Kipnis
Joel Kipnis
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Songwriter
Eritza Laues
Eritza Laues
Songwriter
Glenn Skinner
Glenn Skinner
Songwriter
James Stanley Carter
James Stanley Carter
Songwriter
Keir Lamont Gist
Keir Lamont Gist
Songwriter
Marcella Brailsford
Marcella Brailsford
Songwriter
Miguel Drummond
Miguel Drummond
Songwriter
Nick Thorp
Nick Thorp
Songwriter
Pierrot Volpeliere
Pierrot Volpeliere
Songwriter
Jaheim Hoagland
Jaheim Hoagland
Songwriter
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Julian Godfrey Brookhouse
Songwriter
Jaheim
Jaheim
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Balewa Muhammad
Balewa Muhammad
Vocal Producer
Eritza Laues
Eritza Laues
Vocal Producer
Chris Davies
Chris Davies
Assistant Recording Engineer
Anthony Palazzole
Anthony Palazzole
Assistant Mixing Engineer
"You Can Ask" Giz
"You Can Ask" Giz
Mixing Engineer
Kay-Gee
Kay-Gee
Producer
Adam Miele
Adam Miele
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, oh right Now what it is, what it's gon' be? No, I can't call it All I know is I had to step up, step up Speed it up, cut the chase, goin' for first base Before them other cats try to get ya, get ya You're movin' them hips, killin' me with every dip, girl You about to get a tip, do it now, yeah The worst that goes down is you turn me down But this time around, I doubt it, shawty Hey, how you doin'? Baby, what you're gettin' into? I don't know what your name is or who you came with But I ain't leavin' without you Hey, girl, how you doin'? I never seen nothin' like you, like you 'Cause a body that shape is your claim to fame And girl, I ain't leavin' without you, no Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do I want your body, yeah, yeah (Your bod, your bod, your bod, your bod, your body) Oh, what you drink? What you sip? I got the next round Martini and Goose, now, tell me what's up, what's up Conversation my eyes is havin' with your thighs Gon' get me outta line, they better shut up, shut up You're movin' them hips, killin' me with every dip, girl You about to get a tip, do it now The worst that goes down is you turn me down You're feelin' your boy now, so I doubt it, shorty Hey, how you're doin'? Baby, what you're gettin' into? I don't know what your name is or who you came with But I ain't leavin' without you Hey, girl, how you're doin'? (It's probably n-) I never seen nothin' like you 'Cause a body that shape is your claim to fame And girl, I ain't leavin' without you, no Do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do I want your body (Your bod, your bod, your bod, your bod, your body) Your body Do-do-do-do (oh yeah) Hey (hey), hey (hey) I want your body Your bod, your bod, your bod, your body (girl I want your body, your body) He snubbed, you think your love was with your love Love to get to know you better Let's go somewhere, anywhere I don't care, long as we can ride together One more sip, wet your lips, we can dip I'll slip that, tip the valet Doors up, full halogen, yep, yep, she modelin' I just had to say hey, hey, hey Hey, how you're doin'? Baby, what you're gettin' into? (Baby, what you're gettin' into?) I don't know what your name is or who you came with But I ain't leaving without you Hey, girl, how you're doin'? (How you doin') I never seen nothin' like you 'Cause a body that shape is your claim to fame And girl, I ain't leavin' without you, no, ooh (Hey) hey, baby, what's that in your cup? You need to let me fill that up You know I'm tryin' to see what's up with you, ayy (I ain't leavin' without you) (Hey, girl, how you're doin'?) And I ain't thinkin 'bout your man He shoulda had you by the hand 'Cause I'm your number one fan (girl, I ain't leavin' without you) Hey, how you're doin? Hey, how you're doin?
Writer(s): 0, Julian Godfrey Brookhouse, Miguel Drummond, Ben Volpeliere-pierrot, Nicholas Bernard Thorp, Glenn Francis Skinner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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