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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Miguel
Miguel
Stimme und Gesang
J. Cole
J. Cole
Stimme und Gesang
Salaam Remi
Salaam Remi
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bryan Ferry
Bryan Ferry
Songwriter:in
Salaam Remi
Salaam Remi
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Salaam Remi
Salaam Remi
Produzent:in
Ryan Evans
Ryan Evans
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mischtechniker:in
Christian Plata
Christian Plata
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Erik Madrid
Erik Madrid
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Gleyder Disla
Gleyder Disla
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

Damn
Damn
Damn, Cole World
I never thought I see that day that you my old girl
Now, I'm stuck here hollerin' at ole girl
Got one, got two, three, four girls
Shotgun in the drop, made a right
Hut-one, hut-two, told them **** take a hike
Then it's on to the next, on, on to the next one
Hard to move on when you always regret one
I wonder sometimes
I wonder if I was wrong
Tryna do right by you got me here
Now all I am is alone
Cause her eyes, and those hips
And that ****, don't compare at all, no
And at best, all they do is distract me, but now
Deep down, when I face it
All I want is you
All I want is you now
All I want is you now
Now that you're gone, gone, gone
'Cause being your friend is killin' me softly
Hear voices, wonder where I went wrong
It was my fault and the wrong time
I wonder so often, regret gets exhaustin'
Cause her eyes, and those hips
And that ****, don't compare at all, no
And at best, all they do is distract me, but now
Deep down, when I face it
All I want is you, mmm
All I want is you now
All I want is you now, sugar
Now that you're gone, gone, gone
All I want is you, ooh-ooh, ooh
All I want is you now
All I want is you now, baby
Now that you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
'Cause they don't smile, huh, or smell like you
And they don't make me laugh, or even cook like you
And they don't photograph, nah, they don't sex like you
Let's face it, I can't replace it (Yeah, yeah)
That's why all I want is you now
I hit the club when you left me thinking that could heal ****
Tryna celebrate my Independence Day, Will Smith
Baby girl, who I'm kidding? Still sick, real ****
All my new **** seem to get old real quick
And could it be, you everything that these plain **** couldn't be?
Is it a sign from the Lord that I shouldn't be?
Lost in the player way, sorta get old to me
Got me on layaway, girl, you got a hold on me
I say, "I'm wrong", you say, "Come again?"
Damn, said I was wrong, look, don't rub it in
I got a lot on my mind, got a flock full of dimes
Like a line full of ****, how they coming in
Just sayin', don't wanna have me, then somebody will
I'm playin', weight on my chest like I body build
I'm prayin', you ain't content with tryna do your thang
And come back, baby, boomerang, 'rang, huh
That's why all I want is you now
All I want is you now
All I want is you now, sugar
Now that you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, oh
Yeah, now that you're gone, gone, gone
I want you back
Written by: Jermaine Coleman, Miguel, Salaam Remi
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