Shamba feat. Deante' Hitchcock - Day Party Lyrics

Lyrics Day Party - Shamba , Deante' Hitchcock



You like the way my skin glowing
Standing under the sun
But tell me why you′re here
Tell me what you want
Ain't a lot of talking
Let′s get right to the point
Need to cut it out cut it out
I'm trying not to disappear
Underneath the clouds
Of the mary jane
Cause she's talking loud
And i′m in the crowd
Tryna to make it out
But it′s summer nights and it ain't allowed
Imma stay right where
I am with all these people bumping into me
But the energy is making me feel so free
I can′t believe I can't believe
So tell me so tell me you
Like what you see
You like the way my skin glowing
Standing under the sun
But tell me why you′re here
Tell me what you want
Don't need a lot of talking
Let′s get right to the point
We can cut it out cut it out
I'm trying to think
Pour me another drink please
Tryna enjoy myself
Ain't tripping off no one else
I know you see me i see you too
You wanna know what i′m tryna do
Let′s make it happen it ain't a thing
You′re tryna be my my summer fling
If I slide you my digits
It's just cause we been here kicking
I don′t want no long distance
I ain't here for no commitment but I′m
Imma stay right where
I am with all these people bumping into me
But the energy is making me feel so free
I can't believe i can't believe
So tell me so tell me you
Like what you see
You like the way my skin glowing
Standing under the sun
But tell me why you′re here
Tell me what you want
Don′t need a lot of talking
Let's get right to the point
We can cut it out cut it out
Ok lil shawty had a vibe like the magazine
A centerfold for sure
You know what looks like angeline
Shawty you know me I stepped to her like a alpha I mean omega
A theta told her let′s bounce like a trampoline
She was a cancer queen
You know I like them july babies
You drink i drink
You smoke I smoke
Well sh*t let's get high baby
Pulled up with a stick and she let me hit
Like i′m sahbabii
Had her face in the pillow
Look like she doing the crybaby
I ain't know it but she a freak on the low
That′s how I like it though
She ain't praying but her knees hit the floor
But she be at church on every Sunday
And not just easter I know
Cause sh*t I be going with her
Shawty an angel I had to go and get her
I ain't know that sh*t at the time
She was just fine
And she just got better and better with time Like expensive wine
One night turned to a whole life
If I could rewind I′d still choose you every time
Girl if I′m lying I'm flying
You like the way my skin glowing
Standing under the sun
But tell me why you′re here
Tell me what you want
Don't need a lot of talking
Let′s get right to the point
We can cut it out cut it out
You like the way my skin glowing
Standing under the sun
But tell me why you're here
Tell me what you want
Don′t need a lot of talking
Let's get right to the point
We can cut it out cut it out



Writer(s): Shamba Griffin


Shamba feat. Deante' Hitchcock - Reset
Album Reset
date of release
28-08-2019




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