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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Cakes da Killa
Leadgesang
STOUT
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sam Katz
Komponist:in
Rashard Caliel Bradshaw
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sam Katz
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Bump in the cut, no "K" for me
Know a couple they, them want to bang my beat
Tryna eat it off the bone in my hotel suite
Face and body got me lookin' like a masterpiece
Fem-top get me hot off your frequency
Sold a soul like we chattin' over ESP
Now watch me slow whine over wine and the passion
Hatin' in the club 'cause they know that we smashing
Do it how I do it 'cause I move it like I'm mackin'
Word on the block, skinny cats really packin', stackin'
Never code switch, I shape shift
(It's drastic) hoes tryna rock my old flows
(It's tragic) you on me so close I could taste it
Mouth to mouth, tongue to tongue, don't waste it
Fill my cup, no chaser, no patience
Bout to jack-in, red-eye to the Matrix
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
No need for lies
I know, I know, I know, I need you (oh; yeah)
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind (yeah)
Look at the signs, I know, you want me (yeah)
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
No need for love
I know, I know, I know, I need you
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
Look at the signs, I know, you want me
You could never find nothin' just like me (me)
Been gettin' mines, I been stackin' G's
Schiaparelli on the tuck, Westwood on the sleeve
Did a couple foreign tours, big up the BBC (hmm)
Never been no average, somethin' like a Maverick (yeah)
Still so fresh, the delivery nostalgic (yeah, yeah)
Took it up to Harlem in a horse and carriage (yeah, yeah)
And I'm bound to shine, no baguettes, no carats (oh)
Please, got the whole scene on pale, no bleaching
Do it how I do it, run down my thesis
Comin' in hot, but the grill still freezin'
Shoot your shot while I sip my Riesling (Yeah)
Time to the show, the girls how eat in every season
A doll to a dame, out in London for the weekend
Ain't no trackin', no location (oh yeah)
Price goin' up, up, up inflation
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind (could read your mind)
No need for lies (no need for lies)
I know, I know, I know, I need you (I need you)
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind (could read your mind)
Look at the signs, I know, you want me (I know)
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
No need for love
I know, I know, I know, I need you
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
Look at the signs, I know—
(Yeah) things like this, don't make sense
Feigning for your love like I need a hit
Come here, baby, and gimme it
I'm hungry for your touch and I need a fix
Things like this, don't make sense (whoo)
Feigning for your love like I need a hit
Come here, baby, and gimme it
I'm hungry for your touch and I need a fix
I've been lookin' for ya all along
I'm used to feelin' bad when I'm all alone
Lost in the scent of your cologne (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's me and you 'til the lights, come on
The feelings that I'm feelin' run deeper
I won't deny the vibes from the speaker
No kiss from no lips come sweeter
It's me and you 'til the lights, come on
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind (could read your mind)
No need for lies
I know, I know, I know, I need you (need you love)
In the darkness, I-I (could read your mind)
Could read your mind
Look at the signs, I know, you want me (I know)
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
No need for love
I know, I know, I know, I need you
In the darkness, I-I
Could read your mind
Look at the signs, I know, you want me
Writer(s): John Isaac Charles Coggins
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