Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby
Go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go to town with it
And she shave it all off, Charlie Brown with it
Looking all around, all the other girls sound fishy
He ain't ever caught a whiff, that's why he down with it
Yuh, bitch I'm telling you, this incredible, this shit edible
It's like caramel, kiss my genital
Mine taste medical (mayday)
Her's like chemicals (ayy, ayy)
If he gay, the way he taste, that shit turn hetero (Oh my God)
Can you see that? She need kneepads
I'm a bad bitch, f*ck a pee-pad
Full of shit, if he don't eat it, he a D-bag
He can use a submarine, I'll call him seaman
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby
Go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah
D to the TF, got your BF in my DMs
Got him all up in my hair, but it's not all mine, 'cause a bitch love FreeTress
So look baby don't lie, 'cause I can't believe my eyes
And her man between my thighs, whole time, yeah, I do my DIYs
And it's clean but, messy like a pizza
Spend time on the donkey, even though I yeehaw
Call it chunky monkey, I be texting peaches
He text me an eggplant, I text him a peanut (yeah)
If you're down, boy, really down
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah
Let me see you go to town, baby
Go to town, yeah
Baby let me watch you go to town
It's your one chance, baby, never or now, yeah, yeah, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (baby, see you go down)
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (baby, see you go down)
Let me see you go to town
Go down, go down, go down, yeah (baby, see you go down)
Let me see you go to town, yeah
Go down, go down, go down, yeah, yeah, yeah (baby, see you go)
Doja Cat - Amala Album Lyrics
Doja Cat - Amala Lyrics
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Gerard Powell, Rian Lewis, Roget Lutfi Chahayed
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cookie Jar
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Brookie, he rookie, he want the cookie, the cookie
I think you thirsty, you milkin' it, tryna crook me, mistook me
For something sweet, and you're right, but I can't be that tonight
Love had her shavin' it clean, but now that pussy on Wookie, boy
Go and handle your part, caught you with hands in that jar
Suckin' that sweet tooth, that canker sore, too low, need to crank it more
And you know you've been savin' for all them bitches who pay you more
He call me Oreo, break it and lick the flavor off, and
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that
Baby
Everybody like, "Notice me, Senpai"
Y'all niggas all woe is me, woe is me
On the billboard, that's me Senpai
Y'all niggas ain't cold as me
Hold my hoops, knock it out cold, all these hands tied
I fight for the cause, and tight with ya broad
'Cause I can afford that, drama come, I ignore that
F*ck talkin', she record that, Pokemon Go, you Snorlax
Swear they been sleepin' on me, I give you Hollywood tease
Breakfast at Tiffany's, ain't got a reason to be seein' me
You seein' all that's to see, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar, yuh
Boy I know that you need that choco-chip
I got extra taco but you better bring that macho grip
Not gon' f*ck around, you had me fooled, thinkin' you not gon' slip
It's my modern life, make me wanna find some Rocko nig
I will dig it up and bring that shit back like some moccasins
You don't want these problems, f*ck a promise, I will not forget
I thought love was blind but you lookin', tryna find a trick fine as this
You won't get these sweets again, like Violet, you childish
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Brookie, he rookie, he want the cookie, the cookie
I think you thirsty, you milkin' it, tryna crook me, mistook me
For something sweet, and you're right, but I can't be that tonight
Love had her shavin' it clean, but now that pussy on Wookie, boy
Go and handle your part, caught you with hands in that jar
Suckin' that sweet tooth, that canker sore, too low, need to crank it more
And you know you've been savin' for all them bitches who pay you more
He call me Oreo, break it and lick the flavor off, and
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that
Baby
Everybody like, "Notice me, Senpai"
Y'all niggas all woe is me, woe is me
On the billboard, that's me Senpai
Y'all niggas ain't cold as me
Hold my hoops, knock it out cold, all these hands tied
I fight for the cause, and tight with ya broad
'Cause I can afford that, drama come, I ignore that
F*ck talkin', she record that, Pokemon Go, you Snorlax
Swear they been sleepin' on me, I give you Hollywood tease
Breakfast at Tiffany's, ain't got a reason to be seein' me
You seein' all that's to see, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar, yuh
Boy I know that you need that choco-chip
I got extra taco but you better bring that macho grip
Not gon' f*ck around, you had me fooled, thinkin' you not gon' slip
It's my modern life, make me wanna find some Rocko nig
I will dig it up and bring that shit back like some moccasins
You don't want these problems, f*ck a promise, I will not forget
I thought love was blind but you lookin', tryna find a trick fine as this
You won't get these sweets again, like Violet, you childish
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Boy what you lookin' for? You know where them cookies are
Yeah, I caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, and what, you lookin' for it?
Oh-ooh-oh, caught yo' ass red-handed in that cookie jar
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Jonathan Mills, Kurtis McKenzie, Roget Lutfi Chahayed
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Roll With Us
Baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
We can roll, baby, yeah we can ride
I do this all the time, you living that trap life, yeah, yeah, yeah
You could come and party with my bitches, yeah
Nobody ask your name, not monogamous
This ain't gon' be over 'til you done with this
Never thought that you'd ever get used to this
Doin' stupid shit but you won't do this
(Know you can't) baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us
Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Leave all that drama out the door, that shit can wait
And boy you know you ain't just fly, 'cause I'm in LA
I know, you know, I know you and you know me
And we won't bring nobody that can infiltrate
Oh, baby it's okay, BYOB
Got a big-ass Jeep, bringin' all them freaks, yeah
Yeah, finna smoke my tree, I'ma fill my drank
We done had a long-ass week, ah yeah, yeah
Baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us
Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
We can roll, baby, yeah we can ride
I do this all the time, you living that trap life, yeah, yeah, yeah
You could come and party with my bitches, yeah
Nobody ask your name, not monogamous
This ain't gon' be over 'til you done with this
Never thought that you'd ever get used to this
Doin' stupid shit but you won't do this
(Know you can't) baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us
Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Leave all that drama out the door, that shit can wait
And boy you know you ain't just fly, 'cause I'm in LA
I know, you know, I know you and you know me
And we won't bring nobody that can infiltrate
Oh, baby it's okay, BYOB
Got a big-ass Jeep, bringin' all them freaks, yeah
Yeah, finna smoke my tree, I'ma fill my drank
We done had a long-ass week, ah yeah, yeah
Baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us
Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Gerard Powell, Roget Lutfi Chahayed
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wine Pon You
[ Featuring
Konshens ]
I ain't got my eye on you
Ain't been hypnotized by you yet
Ain't in here tryna find my dude
I take it you just like the way I wine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (the way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Pop that like Ginkgo biloba
That booty don't need no more soda
Too hot, now this boy don't need no more doja
Leg on the seat, that's a photo
See that you focused
If there's no room, boy, we'll squeeze in the corner
Way that he talking, you think that he know her
Hold up
See baby, this for the night, I won't see you tomorrow
Yeah, but when I dance here, boy you better man up
Be like a museum, got you looking, boy you can't touch
Yeah, I got him speaking, got him geeking, tie them hands up
Tappin' to the beat, you wanna freak her 'cause she random
Know you got your girl here, looking for your ass, run
Faking that you loyal, boy, you playing with her passion
Even when the beat slow, I shake a lil' faster
Twerking on the speaker, know you need her in your fan club
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah (way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (the way I, the way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine (ha)
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens (oh yeah)
Baby girl, badman a wuk yuh wit no neardy
Make underwear fly like birdie
When me call, you cum early
Make you wanna get down and dirty
When you whine up your body so slow
Punch line, solo
It's your show, be the star an done
When you back it up pon me mi nah back down
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah (like the way I whine)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (baby, when I, like it when I whine pon you)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Antwoine Collins, David Sprecher, Garfield Delano Spence
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Fancy
All my fellas, they be actin' jealous
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Yuh, baby how I come across
Honey if you pay, I talk (I talk)
Prolly love the way I floss (I)
Make you feel a type of way
F*ck 'bout what you say though
Never miss a meal like Ross
'Bout to flip a mil like Ross, ayy
They don't know me 'hind closed doors, ayy
You could never find me losin', I bet you the boss
But baby I'm bossy
Used to be daughter, they call me mother now
Treatin' me like no other
Swag underwater, bread in the butter now
Wallet, wallet in pocket, pocket
Give five to the valet and she park it, park it
No games but I'm ballin', call it crocket, crocket
I'm a target but I never shop at Target, got it?
All my fellas, they be actin' jealous
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
It get lonely at the top, I'ma stack my guap
I'ma make 'em dance, chain all on my neck
Drank all on my dress, four hunnid a pop
Lonely at the top, I'ma stack my guap
I'ma make 'em dance, chain all on my neck
Drank all on my dress, four hunnid a pop
All my fellas, they be actin' jealous
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Yuh, baby how I come across
Honey if you pay, I talk (I talk)
Prolly love the way I floss (I)
Make you feel a type of way
F*ck 'bout what you say though
Never miss a meal like Ross
'Bout to flip a mil like Ross, ayy
They don't know me 'hind closed doors, ayy
You could never find me losin', I bet you the boss
But baby I'm bossy
Used to be daughter, they call me mother now
Treatin' me like no other
Swag underwater, bread in the butter now
Wallet, wallet in pocket, pocket
Give five to the valet and she park it, park it
No games but I'm ballin', call it crocket, crocket
I'm a target but I never shop at Target, got it?
All my fellas, they be actin' jealous
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
It get lonely at the top, I'ma stack my guap
I'ma make 'em dance, chain all on my neck
Drank all on my dress, four hunnid a pop
Lonely at the top, I'ma stack my guap
I'ma make 'em dance, chain all on my neck
Drank all on my dress, four hunnid a pop
All my fellas, they be actin' jealous
They don't understand me, prolly 'cause I'm fancy, ooh, ooh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
You would think I'm royal, baby look so spoiled
Mommy brush this dirt off, like I own this soil
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Prolly 'cause I'm fancy, uh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-ohh
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Composer Author Unknown, David Sprecher
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wild Beach
Let the waves carry you down to my doorstep
Rest your weary souls on my shores, yeah
Sand and the sun and the tropical breeze, yeah
You can get away from the sharks in the seas, yeah
Wild out, make a name
Stars is out, freaky time
Sink the ship, take a dip
Coconut, take a sip
Wildfire, dance around
Wear my gold like a crown
Where we've been, given doubt
Where we are? In the wild now
Wild beach
Can't control these wild things
Can't you see you're drowning?
Tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
It's like you're tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
I'm a wild beach, I'm a wild beach
Boy, you must be crazy
Must be out of my mind
Feel like I'm stranded but it go hand in hand
'Cause we free to live that life
Now see that though
Pretty in a drop top, we gon' blow
Palm trees in a Backwood, he on both knees
Make it pop-pop, I don't need no doors
If crib pop-itty, I don't need more hoes
See no evil even if she won't go
Dijon chico with the neon coat
Got a vision of the sun, I just see more gold and
Wild out, make a name
Stars is out, freaky time
Sink the ship, take a dip
Coconut, take a sip
Wildfire, dance around
Wear my gold like a crown
Where we've been, given doubt
Where we are? In the wild now
Wild beach
Can't control these wild things
Can't you see you're drowning?
Tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
It's like you're tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
I'm a wild beach, I'm a wild beach
Every day it feels like the weekend
Every day could be summer season
Relax your mind with me all weekend
Under jungle, roll in my leaves, yeah
Every day it feels like the weekend
Every day could be summer season
Relax your mind with me all weekend
Under jungle, roll in my leaves, yeah
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Rest your weary souls on my shores, yeah
Sand and the sun and the tropical breeze, yeah
You can get away from the sharks in the seas, yeah
Wild out, make a name
Stars is out, freaky time
Sink the ship, take a dip
Coconut, take a sip
Wildfire, dance around
Wear my gold like a crown
Where we've been, given doubt
Where we are? In the wild now
Wild beach
Can't control these wild things
Can't you see you're drowning?
Tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
It's like you're tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
I'm a wild beach, I'm a wild beach
Boy, you must be crazy
Must be out of my mind
Feel like I'm stranded but it go hand in hand
'Cause we free to live that life
Now see that though
Pretty in a drop top, we gon' blow
Palm trees in a Backwood, he on both knees
Make it pop-pop, I don't need no doors
If crib pop-itty, I don't need more hoes
See no evil even if she won't go
Dijon chico with the neon coat
Got a vision of the sun, I just see more gold and
Wild out, make a name
Stars is out, freaky time
Sink the ship, take a dip
Coconut, take a sip
Wildfire, dance around
Wear my gold like a crown
Where we've been, given doubt
Where we are? In the wild now
Wild beach
Can't control these wild things
Can't you see you're drowning?
Tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
It's like you're tryna tame a wild beast, I'm a wild beach
I'm a wild beach, I'm a wild beach
Every day it feels like the weekend
Every day could be summer season
Relax your mind with me all weekend
Under jungle, roll in my leaves, yeah
Every day it feels like the weekend
Every day could be summer season
Relax your mind with me all weekend
Under jungle, roll in my leaves, yeah
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Antwoine Collins, David Sprecher, Elizabeth Paige Getz, Terence Coles
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Morning Light
I don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
Well we'll be up 'til the morning
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Morning
Breakfast in bed, come and your lay your head
Down on me, bae, touch on my neck
Bacon and eggs, give you a taste
We let 'em wait, love me all day, oh
Don't say goodbye, kiss me goodnight
Yes, I say that hard work pays off, do you really know why?
I'ma show you why
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Morning
No covers on us, baby boy, 'cause I'ma bring the heat, ooh
See I ain't no trick just because I know how to treat you
Bet them men are jealous, you know they been tryna be you
But look, there's only one who touchin', wondering if they can be you
And we be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
Something, baby, your loving keep me up
Got me up until God knows in the morning
Fun times watching the sunrise with you
Be up until the morning light, yeah
Something, baby, your loving keep me up
Got me up until God knows in the morning
Fun times watching the sunrise with you
Be up until the morning light, yeah, nigga
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
Well we'll be up 'til the morning
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
Well we'll be up 'til the morning
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Morning
Breakfast in bed, come and your lay your head
Down on me, bae, touch on my neck
Bacon and eggs, give you a taste
We let 'em wait, love me all day, oh
Don't say goodbye, kiss me goodnight
Yes, I say that hard work pays off, do you really know why?
I'ma show you why
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Morning
No covers on us, baby boy, 'cause I'ma bring the heat, ooh
See I ain't no trick just because I know how to treat you
Bet them men are jealous, you know they been tryna be you
But look, there's only one who touchin', wondering if they can be you
And we be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
We be rolling up all night
Something, baby, your loving keep me up
Got me up until God knows in the morning
Fun times watching the sunrise with you
Be up until the morning light, yeah
Something, baby, your loving keep me up
Got me up until God knows in the morning
Fun times watching the sunrise with you
Be up until the morning light, yeah, nigga
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
Well we'll be up 'til the morning
Don't wanna waste your time
Go 'head and live your life
I could be yours tonight
We'll be up 'til the morning
Light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Up 'til the morning light, light, light, light, light, light, light
Writer: Aaron Harmon, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Cameron Bartolini, David Sprecher
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Candy
I can name a couple ways, baby, this shit might go
You just might forget that this was what you're getting high for
Men that like to do the things to remain that guy who
Need someone who's sweet and not gon' shoot to make that high note
And it's such a typical thing
Running over billion men who
Only deal with difficult things
You gon' need a billion hands, ooh
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot
Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot
I can be your cherry, apple, pecan, or your key lime
Baby, I got everything and so much more than she's got
And it's such a typical thing
Running over billion men who
Only deal with difficult things
You gon' need a billion hands, ooh
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
Sugar coated, lies unfolded
You still lick the wrapper
It's addictive, you know this
But you still lick the wrapper
Sugar coated, lies unfolded
You still lick the wrapper
It's addictive, you know this
But you still lick the wrapper
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
You just might forget that this was what you're getting high for
Men that like to do the things to remain that guy who
Need someone who's sweet and not gon' shoot to make that high note
And it's such a typical thing
Running over billion men who
Only deal with difficult things
You gon' need a billion hands, ooh
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot
Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot
I can be your cherry, apple, pecan, or your key lime
Baby, I got everything and so much more than she's got
And it's such a typical thing
Running over billion men who
Only deal with difficult things
You gon' need a billion hands, ooh
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
Sugar coated, lies unfolded
You still lick the wrapper
It's addictive, you know this
But you still lick the wrapper
Sugar coated, lies unfolded
You still lick the wrapper
It's addictive, you know this
But you still lick the wrapper
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy (candy), she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real cherry, know that it ain't real cherry
She's just like candy, she's so sweet
But you know that it ain't real, know that it ain't real
Writer: Amala Zandile, Cameron Bartolini, Joshua Karp, David Sprecher
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Game
Is it bad if I care for you?
You make it seem like it is a crime that I love you
Is it bad if I care for you?
You make it seem like it is a crime that I love you
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
It seems so official
Boy I waited, waited, dodgin' players just to get you
They been sayin' things, just instigators, while I kept you
This shit seem automatic, I have, I ain't into
You don't really want me now
You know there's always someone else
You did it to me like you've played this game
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
Yah, throw hands in the air
Swear I can't bring that ass anywhere
You don't wanna fling, bring that ass over here
Boy, feelin' like a contest, how you wanna stare
Your attention span prolly long as your hair, too
If you're true, why you gotta dare, boo?
Some win and some gotta lose
You really need love, two L's, no cool
It is not me, nor them, just you
Acting like a fiend and the purp' don't suit
Act seventeen when you're thirty-two
Pussy too clean and it purty too
So I can't intervene on your escapades
'Cause I ain't really tryna be the next to pay
And be the next to say, "I got an ex today"
I can see it in your eyes when you flex your games and shit (Yeah)
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You make it seem like it is a crime that I love you
Is it bad if I care for you?
You make it seem like it is a crime that I love you
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
It seems so official
Boy I waited, waited, dodgin' players just to get you
They been sayin' things, just instigators, while I kept you
This shit seem automatic, I have, I ain't into
You don't really want me now
You know there's always someone else
You did it to me like you've played this game
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
You did it to me like you've played this game before
Yah, throw hands in the air
Swear I can't bring that ass anywhere
You don't wanna fling, bring that ass over here
Boy, feelin' like a contest, how you wanna stare
Your attention span prolly long as your hair, too
If you're true, why you gotta dare, boo?
Some win and some gotta lose
You really need love, two L's, no cool
It is not me, nor them, just you
Acting like a fiend and the purp' don't suit
Act seventeen when you're thirty-two
Pussy too clean and it purty too
So I can't intervene on your escapades
'Cause I ain't really tryna be the next to pay
And be the next to say, "I got an ex today"
I can see it in your eyes when you flex your games and shit (Yeah)
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
I did the most, I gave my all
You did it to me like you've played this game before
Writer: Adrian Eccleston, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Cameron Bartolini, David Sprecher
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Casual
Take it off, follow me now, let me in, don't shut me out
Don't tell me you love me if that's not how it really is
Take it off, follow me now, let me in, don't shut me out
Don't tell me you love me if that's not how it really is
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
You don't need to paint me a sweet fantasy
We chill, I kick back, you roll up my weed
Say what you feel, don't just say anything
Why complicate what could be so easy?
Leave me alone
If you is a player, I don't think I'ma play with you, uh-uh
This shit get old
If you wanna lay with her, why don't you just stay with her?
You say you don't want a girlfriend but when we are in person
You always act so different, you make it all seem perfect
You hold me when we wake up, say you like me with no makeup
I'm tryin' to be patient, how am I supposed to take it?
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
I'm sick of chillin', sippin' on Tecate
That life is a bore, we needed more than drunken Fridays
I'm not dissin' your freedom, I know you like to party
Just don't be that boy who f*ck with anything that gyrate
I know you know I'm right, pick up on the vibe
If you read between the lines, bein' shy just ain't my style, now
You say you don't want a girlfriend but when we are in person
You always act so different, you make it all seem perfect
You hold me when we wake up, say you like me with no makeup
I'm trying to be patient, how am I supposed to take it?
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
If you wanna be the one
Don't act sad and wait
And waste my day
I'm not that way
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Spend your life with me
Pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
Don't tell me you love me if that's not how it really is
Take it off, follow me now, let me in, don't shut me out
Don't tell me you love me if that's not how it really is
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
You don't need to paint me a sweet fantasy
We chill, I kick back, you roll up my weed
Say what you feel, don't just say anything
Why complicate what could be so easy?
Leave me alone
If you is a player, I don't think I'ma play with you, uh-uh
This shit get old
If you wanna lay with her, why don't you just stay with her?
You say you don't want a girlfriend but when we are in person
You always act so different, you make it all seem perfect
You hold me when we wake up, say you like me with no makeup
I'm tryin' to be patient, how am I supposed to take it?
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
I'm sick of chillin', sippin' on Tecate
That life is a bore, we needed more than drunken Fridays
I'm not dissin' your freedom, I know you like to party
Just don't be that boy who f*ck with anything that gyrate
I know you know I'm right, pick up on the vibe
If you read between the lines, bein' shy just ain't my style, now
You say you don't want a girlfriend but when we are in person
You always act so different, you make it all seem perfect
You hold me when we wake up, say you like me with no makeup
I'm trying to be patient, how am I supposed to take it?
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
If you wanna be the one
Don't act sad and wait
And waste my day
I'm not that way
Is it casual?
Or are you tryna spend your life with me?
I don't mean to pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight for me
Is it casual?
Spend your life with me
Pressure you
But I want a man to stand and fight, stand and fight for me
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Antwoine Collins, David Sprecher, Elizabeth Paige Getz, Los Hendrix
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Down Low
Can I get to know you babe?
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
No rush though baby, I'll be your shotty body
I'll let you do the naughty, make me go, "La-di-dadi"
Don't tell them secrets, I'll give 'em reasons to keep 'em bae
But this ain't creeping, nah ah, this is just freakin'
Papa, see you every weekend, ah ah
And I'm speakin', you and me can make sure nobody peekin'
So can I get to know?
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
So touch me baby, let's get this party started
I'll show you how I ride it, let you know I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
You got me feenin', a perfect reason for pleasin' babe
I hear you breathin' in my ear, you got me screamin' babe
Baby boy I'm tryin' to know ya
See the shotgun that you hide in ya holster
We can get down on the ground, little sober
Do you got time for an hour of Doja?
So many things that I'm dyin' to show ya
No pics when I sign for exposure
Just ridin' over and over and over and over
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
Just don't say a thing, we'll be safe on the low
Let them wonder, babe, mystery keeps us close
Just don't say a thing, we'll be safe on the low
Let them wonder, babe, mystery keeps us close
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
No rush though baby, I'll be your shotty body
I'll let you do the naughty, make me go, "La-di-dadi"
Don't tell them secrets, I'll give 'em reasons to keep 'em bae
But this ain't creeping, nah ah, this is just freakin'
Papa, see you every weekend, ah ah
And I'm speakin', you and me can make sure nobody peekin'
So can I get to know?
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
So touch me baby, let's get this party started
I'll show you how I ride it, let you know I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
You got me feenin', a perfect reason for pleasin' babe
I hear you breathin' in my ear, you got me screamin' babe
Baby boy I'm tryin' to know ya
See the shotgun that you hide in ya holster
We can get down on the ground, little sober
Do you got time for an hour of Doja?
So many things that I'm dyin' to show ya
No pics when I sign for exposure
Just ridin' over and over and over and over
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
Just don't say a thing, we'll be safe on the low
Let them wonder, babe, mystery keeps us close
Just don't say a thing, we'll be safe on the low
Let them wonder, babe, mystery keeps us close
Can I get to know you babe?
Show you things, you think you seein' dreams
But just don't tell your team
Keep it on the down low, keep-keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low
Keep it on the down low
Down low, keep it on the down low
Low, low, low, low-low-low-low-low
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Cristian Quirante Catalan
Copyright: Lyrics © Unison Rights S.L., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Unison Rights S.L., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Body Language
I think I need something new, something you got for me
I'm the one to give it to, to get into, I'm ready
I'ma get comfortable
'Cause you know I won't be here all week
And we both got it in on freak
We ain't afraid of sexuality, oh
No games, no way, Jose
Foreplay, don't fake both ways
Like Olay, and I won't chase to it, OJ
Soul based, and I'm on face like I'm Colgate
Hallways when I go all day, get it (uh-huh)
Now it's the one to throw it back with it
Fittin' all that, he ain't gotta call back
Trippin' this, prison this, nigga I don't get it, I'm addicted
Reading all my feelings, need a one-way ticket
Looking so fly 'cause I mind my business
Self-proposed but you know I'm vicious
Slow your roll, you can't lie to me, baby
I see it all in your eyes and your face
Want these knees to go opposite ways
And I see you fiendin', go off on it, babe
I don't need to speak, I'm not talkin', babe
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
You're coming on to me
And I can read it all up on your face
Control it, get your way
Baby, you can't hide from me
Come and vibe with me
Boy, it ain't my fault, it's building up inside of me
I hope I can get you out before you say goodbye to me
And boy, it ain't my fault, it's building up inside of me
I hope I can get you out before you say goodbye to me
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
Good self control but you stickin' it out
A figure of mouth, don't wonder why you twistin' your loud
She twerkin' it out and wonder why they thirstier now
Every night dodgin' broke niggas, curvin' 'em out
Like every pipe got its own feelings lurkin' below
I mean, really? Do you love me? Is it certain, for sure?
I got money, nigga, know you gon' be hurt if I don't
But I got niggas in my city and my bitches is cold, so
Tell me what you had in mind
Watch it closely, we'll unwind
Psychology of the mind
You do your job, I'll do mine
'Cause the body doesn't lie
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
I think I need something new, something you got for me
I'm the one to give it to, to get into, I'm ready
I'ma get comfortable
'Cause you know I won't be here all week
And we both got it in on freak
We ain't afraid of sexuality, oh
I'm the one to give it to, to get into, I'm ready
I'ma get comfortable
'Cause you know I won't be here all week
And we both got it in on freak
We ain't afraid of sexuality, oh
No games, no way, Jose
Foreplay, don't fake both ways
Like Olay, and I won't chase to it, OJ
Soul based, and I'm on face like I'm Colgate
Hallways when I go all day, get it (uh-huh)
Now it's the one to throw it back with it
Fittin' all that, he ain't gotta call back
Trippin' this, prison this, nigga I don't get it, I'm addicted
Reading all my feelings, need a one-way ticket
Looking so fly 'cause I mind my business
Self-proposed but you know I'm vicious
Slow your roll, you can't lie to me, baby
I see it all in your eyes and your face
Want these knees to go opposite ways
And I see you fiendin', go off on it, babe
I don't need to speak, I'm not talkin', babe
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
You're coming on to me
And I can read it all up on your face
Control it, get your way
Baby, you can't hide from me
Come and vibe with me
Boy, it ain't my fault, it's building up inside of me
I hope I can get you out before you say goodbye to me
And boy, it ain't my fault, it's building up inside of me
I hope I can get you out before you say goodbye to me
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
Good self control but you stickin' it out
A figure of mouth, don't wonder why you twistin' your loud
She twerkin' it out and wonder why they thirstier now
Every night dodgin' broke niggas, curvin' 'em out
Like every pipe got its own feelings lurkin' below
I mean, really? Do you love me? Is it certain, for sure?
I got money, nigga, know you gon' be hurt if I don't
But I got niggas in my city and my bitches is cold, so
Tell me what you had in mind
Watch it closely, we'll unwind
Psychology of the mind
You do your job, I'll do mine
'Cause the body doesn't lie
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
'Cause you're talkin' with your body, body
Can we touch up on that topic, topic?
I think I need something new, something you got for me
I'm the one to give it to, to get into, I'm ready
I'ma get comfortable
'Cause you know I won't be here all week
And we both got it in on freak
We ain't afraid of sexuality, oh
Writer: Cameron Michael Bartolini, Amala Ratna Zandile Dlamini, Rytchi Steve Pronzola
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
All Nighter
Let me break it to you, boy, I, I, I, I
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night
Yuh, we up 'til the day break off
Make up when I take, take off
No sleep, you my sunshine, though
Just me, you, and some wine, look
'Cause we tryna unwind, look
We sleep baby, sometimes, look
Yeah, we got the same schedule, sexual drive
Speed through, I just led you
Spent 15 on it and that's fine
'Cause we already been around five
Lil' weed, Hennessy, kinda sound nice
Finna need new sheets by around nine
Feelin' weak in the knees
Make it bounce like blap-blap-blap
Bed smack to the wall tap-tap-tap
Wait, lemme throw it all back-back-back
Neighbor bangin' on the door
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies, okay, yeah
Let me break it to you, boy, I, I, I, I
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Baby I just clocked out
In the middle of the night, need a snack, oh
Ain't tryna knock out
Still workin' on my wine, need a back rub
Wish we could rewind to the bathtub
First night, wreckin' this suite, no pack up
Tuck me like money in a mattress
But we ain't finna sleep on a mattress
Practice, knee-deep in your tactic
Back it up, beep beep, no U-Haul
Tossed salad, no cheese, no croutons
Said it don't taste cheap, no coupon
No drugs, just me's that you's on
Five star, that's sweet, no futon
Dem a' other girl tired, huge yawn
I ain't talkin' 'bout the tea when I Oolong
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies, okay, yeah
Let me break it to you, boy, I, I, I, I
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night
Yuh, we up 'til the day break off
Make up when I take, take off
No sleep, you my sunshine, though
Just me, you, and some wine, look
'Cause we tryna unwind, look
We sleep baby, sometimes, look
Yeah, we got the same schedule, sexual drive
Speed through, I just led you
Spent 15 on it and that's fine
'Cause we already been around five
Lil' weed, Hennessy, kinda sound nice
Finna need new sheets by around nine
Feelin' weak in the knees
Make it bounce like blap-blap-blap
Bed smack to the wall tap-tap-tap
Wait, lemme throw it all back-back-back
Neighbor bangin' on the door
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies, okay, yeah
Let me break it to you, boy, I, I, I, I
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Baby I just clocked out
In the middle of the night, need a snack, oh
Ain't tryna knock out
Still workin' on my wine, need a back rub
Wish we could rewind to the bathtub
First night, wreckin' this suite, no pack up
Tuck me like money in a mattress
But we ain't finna sleep on a mattress
Practice, knee-deep in your tactic
Back it up, beep beep, no U-Haul
Tossed salad, no cheese, no croutons
Said it don't taste cheap, no coupon
No drugs, just me's that you's on
Five star, that's sweet, no futon
Dem a' other girl tired, huge yawn
I ain't talkin' 'bout the tea when I Oolong
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies
Ain't no sleepin', f*ck Monday, it's the weekend 'til Sunday
Our moon will be sunlight, he love that t-shirt, no undies, okay, yeah
Let me break it to you, boy, I, I, I, I
I can give it to you all night
On and on, we pullin' all nighters
We ain't gotta turn on them lights
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Finna be up, yea-uh, finna be up, yea-uh
Finna be up ain't no sleepin' all night, yuh
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Juicy
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He like the Doja with the Cat, yeah
He like it thick, he like it fat, yeah
Like to keep him wanting more
He ask me, "Doja, where you at, huh?"
And all them niggas wanna know
How long it take to pull my pants up, mmh, mmh, mmh
Broke a fingernail and then some, mmh
Tryna squeeze into my True Religion denim, mmh, mmh, mmh
Sell it big, don't wanna sell you light
I don't buy it, where the cellulite?
He said the body unbelievable, can't trust a big butt and a gemini
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He spend the racks, he in the trap
I'm fit and fat, he live for that
Okay, he on his knees, attend the mass
He beg for that, I bend and snap
She keep it juicy just for papi, call me Buffy with the body
I just slipped into my savage and come over like a walkie
My fish like Takamaki, like a side of me with sake
So I put it in my mouth and suck it out like edamame, yeah
He go the hourglass, Coke bottle body, I got that
We got time and you're right on that
When I turn around and touch it
Keep your eyes on that, that, that, that, that, that
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He like it plump, he need that, need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up, and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that
Keep it running, like it plump, he need that
Need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that, keep it running
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He like the Doja with the Cat, yeah
He like it thick, he like it fat, yeah
Like to keep him wanting more
He ask me, "Doja, where you at, huh?"
And all them niggas wanna know
How long it take to pull my pants up, mmh, mmh, mmh
Broke a fingernail and then some, mmh
Tryna squeeze into my True Religion denim, mmh, mmh, mmh
Sell it big, don't wanna sell you light
I don't buy it, where the cellulite?
He said the body unbelievable, can't trust a big butt and a gemini
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He spend the racks, he in the trap
I'm fit and fat, he live for that
Okay, he on his knees, attend the mass
He beg for that, I bend and snap
She keep it juicy just for papi, call me Buffy with the body
I just slipped into my savage and come over like a walkie
My fish like Takamaki, like a side of me with sake
So I put it in my mouth and suck it out like edamame, yeah
He go the hourglass, Coke bottle body, I got that
We got time and you're right on that
When I turn around and touch it
Keep your eyes on that, that, that, that, that, that
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
He like it plump, he need that, need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up, and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that
Keep it running, like it plump, he need that
Need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that, keep it running
I keep it juicy juicy, I eat that lunch (yeah)
She keep that booty booty, she keep that plump (yeah yeah)
That natural beauty beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back (wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Lukasz Gottwald, Lydia Asrat, Michael Stevenson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Tia Tamera
[ Featuring
Rico Nasty ]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Hello? Whoa
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (yeah)
They said, "Doja hit so sticky," I said, "Thank you very much" (thank you)
Bent the whole world over and said, "Spank you very much"
Cheese like pizzeria (yeah), have a seat bitch, please, Ikea
From the Westside like Maria, I'm hot like grits, Madea
Beat the pussy up call PETA, I rock the boat like Aaliyah (ayy)
I rock a bob like Sia (ayy), Doja on deck, bitch, re-up (okay)
Thick in thigh, thick in the waist
Thick in the right motherf*ckin' places
Hits like Venus, Serena (ayy)
He wanna eat up the Caesar (ayy)
Bonita, bonita, bonita (ayy)
Baby girl needed the wiener (ayy)
Dug in the guts and I skeet her (ayy)
Arena, arena, arena (hey)
I'm in the hall, Regina
I'm on the wall at Genius
I am the wiz, the teacher
Skinny legend like Wiz Khalifa (woo)
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Rico, uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Rico, uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
They said, "Rico, you so nasty," I said, "Thank you very much" (yeah)
He just wanna eat me like some candy, but I'm not his buttercup
These hoes swear that they can't stand me
But ain't never pullin' up (um)
I just made a hundred K in two weeks
Lil' bitch, do you need me to pull it up? (Duh)
Big black trucks and we pullin' up (bitch)
She drank so much, now she throwin' it up (ew)
But we don't give a f*ck, we still rollin' it up (huh, huh)
I got a lot of money, but a lot ain't 'nough
Park where I want, they ain't towin' us (bitch)
I-I make the jokes, you ain't trollin' us (bitch)
My neck is on ice, you ain't cold as us (yeah)
And when we hop out, yeah, you know it's us
My-My chopper sing like Sia (Sia)
Make a bitch sick, diarrhea (ew)
Dressed in all black, grim reaper (bitch)
Don't act like you can't see us (yeah)
Ri-Ridin' in a foreign, no Prius
He keep callin' my phone, Nokia
So I put the nigga on speaker (what?)
If you got a problem, better speak up (yeah)
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia (ayy)
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Kurtis McKenzie, Lydia Asrat, Maria Kelly
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mooo!
(Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, mooooo)
(Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, mooooo)
Yeah
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat
I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I go "mooo" (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Yeah
I say, bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Got milk bitch? Got beef? (got beef?)
Got steak ho? Got cheese? (got it)
Grade A ho, not lean (not lean)
Got me A1, sauce please
These heifers got nothin' on me
Steaks high, need a side of collard greens
Cash rules everything around me (everything around me)
Ice C.R.E.A.M, ice C.R.E.A.M (ice cream)
You a calf bitch, you my daughter (you ma daughter)
I ain't bothered (I ain't bothered)
Get slaughtered (get slaughtered)
Got the methane, I'm a farter (woo)
With my farmer (woo)
McDonald (woo)
And they feed me real good, it's a honor (it's a honor)
Philly cheesesteak all in that order (get that order)
Chili cheese fries as a starter (as a starter)
Got the steroids keeping me stronger (strong)
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat
I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I go "mooo"
Mooo
Mooo
Mooo
Yeah
I say, bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a cow
Old McDonald had a farm
I give him a titty tryna keep him calm
I'm just tryna turn up in the country
I ain't in the city 'cause they ain't got lawns
Suck a nigga dick, or somethin' E-I-O
Shittin' on these bitches only thing I know
Tippin' on his dick, I see the chickens in the pens
They wanna catch us ridin' dirty with them fiends, I know
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like
It's better than yours
Damn right
It's better than yours
I can treat you
But I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like
It's better than yours
Damn right
It's better than yours
I can treat you
But I have to charge
It's better than yours
It's better than yours
But I have to charge
It's better than yours
It's better than yours
But I have to charge
I want a cheese burger
F*cking vegans
(Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, mooooo)
Yeah
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat
I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I go "mooo" (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Mooo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Yeah
I say, bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Got milk bitch? Got beef? (got beef?)
Got steak ho? Got cheese? (got it)
Grade A ho, not lean (not lean)
Got me A1, sauce please
These heifers got nothin' on me
Steaks high, need a side of collard greens
Cash rules everything around me (everything around me)
Ice C.R.E.A.M, ice C.R.E.A.M (ice cream)
You a calf bitch, you my daughter (you ma daughter)
I ain't bothered (I ain't bothered)
Get slaughtered (get slaughtered)
Got the methane, I'm a farter (woo)
With my farmer (woo)
McDonald (woo)
And they feed me real good, it's a honor (it's a honor)
Philly cheesesteak all in that order (get that order)
Chili cheese fries as a starter (as a starter)
Got the steroids keeping me stronger (strong)
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat
I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
I go "mooo"
Mooo
Mooo
Mooo
Yeah
I say, bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth
I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves
Tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow (yeah)
Bitch, I'm a cow
Old McDonald had a farm
I give him a titty tryna keep him calm
I'm just tryna turn up in the country
I ain't in the city 'cause they ain't got lawns
Suck a nigga dick, or somethin' E-I-O
Shittin' on these bitches only thing I know
Tippin' on his dick, I see the chickens in the pens
They wanna catch us ridin' dirty with them fiends, I know
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch
Get out my hay, get out my hay
Bitch, get out my hay
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like
It's better than yours
Damn right
It's better than yours
I can treat you
But I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like
It's better than yours
Damn right
It's better than yours
I can treat you
But I have to charge
It's better than yours
It's better than yours
But I have to charge
It's better than yours
It's better than yours
But I have to charge
I want a cheese burger
F*cking vegans
Writer: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Antwoine Collins, Bobby Wardell Sandimanie, Chad Hugo, Craig Stephen Lawson, David Sprecher, Jonathon H. Smith, Michael Tyler, Pharrell L Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Upon its release, Amala was initially a commercial failure and was largely ignored by critics. In August 2018, the album and Doja Cat gained attention when her novelty song "Mooo!" became an internet meme.
As a result, songs "Candy" and "Juicy" became sleeper hits, and the album debuted on the Billboard 200 chart in August 2019. Amala would eventually peak at number 138 on the chart in November 2019, coinciding with the release of her second studio album, Hot Pink.
Doja Cat herself has expressed strong disdain toward the record, claiming that it does not entirely represent her as an artist. She has also stated that she believes it is not a "finished album", partially due to her constantly partying and being high on marijuana during its recording.
Her first commercial release in four years, she revealed that it was also rushed in order to meet deadlines, and that it was made in a "difficult time" as she received "almost no support" before its release.
Genre(s):
Indie pop, hip hop, R&B As a result, songs "Candy" and "Juicy" became sleeper hits, and the album debuted on the Billboard 200 chart in August 2019. Amala would eventually peak at number 138 on the chart in November 2019, coinciding with the release of her second studio album, Hot Pink.
Doja Cat herself has expressed strong disdain toward the record, claiming that it does not entirely represent her as an artist. She has also stated that she believes it is not a "finished album", partially due to her constantly partying and being high on marijuana during its recording.
Her first commercial release in four years, she revealed that it was also rushed in order to meet deadlines, and that it was made in a "difficult time" as she received "almost no support" before its release.
Producer(s): Doja Cat, Tizhimself, Rogét Chahayed, The Arcade, Troy Nöka, Cambo, Budo, Adrian X, Alizzz, Richie Beats, Kurtis McKenzie, Tyson Trax, Yeti Beats
Released: March 30th, 2018
Year: 2018