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FLO - Access All Areas Album Lyrics



FLO - Access All Areas Lyrics
(Featuring Cynthia Erivo, GloRilla)






AAA


Pa-da-da-da, pam-pam
Ladies, are we ready? (Ah)
Pam, pam, pam (A, A, A)
Pa-da-da-da, pam-pam (Ah)
Okay, let's go
Pam, pam, pam

What's done in the dark
Got me catchin' feelings (Yeah)
This ain't about my heart
It's about the feeling
Oh, when you push up on me
Fireworks (Yeah)
Truth be told, I keep it closed and
What I know for certain
You got me open, let me expose it

Touch it (Ah, ah), feel it, love it
Hit it right on time
No limits (No limits), how you want it (Want it)
Boy, I'm letting you inside

So let's explore (Ah)
Come take a tour
Access all areas (Ah, that's right)
Tonight, it's yours (It's all yours)
Don't waste no time (Don't waste no time)
Waiting at the door (At the door)
Access all areas (Ah, that's right; oh)
I'll give you more, more (I'll give you more)

I'm back in your city, sittin' pretty (Ooh, ah)
I know you missed me, so let's take it to round two (Ah)
Kinda sexy when you undress me (Kinda sexy)
Hot and sweaty, visions in the bedroom (Ah, ah; bedroom)
If I give you everything
It better mean everything, not just anything
You hear my body calling
I hope you don't let it ring, don't let it ring (Oh)

Touch it (Oh; touch it), say you love it (Say you love it)
Hit it right on time (Hit it right on time)
No limits (No limits), how you want it (How you want it)
Boy, I'm letting you inside

So let's explore (Let's explore)
Come take a tour (Take a tour)
Access all areas (Oh; ah, that's right)
Tonight, it's yours (It's all yours)
Don't waste no time (Don't waste no time; ah)
Waiting at the door (At the door)
Access all areas (Ah, that's right; all areas)
I'll give you more, more

I think it's time for you to touch it (Touch it), feel it, love it (Feel it, love it)
You know what I like
No limits (Ah), get up on it (It's right on time)
Boy, I'm letting you inside (You inside)
Putting on a private show, get excited
This is just for you, ain't nobody else invited (Ah)
Ooh, get up on it (Ah)
Triple A tonight

Why don't we explore (Ooh-oh; let's explore)
Come take a tour (Come take a tour; take a tour)
Access all areas (All areas; oh)
Baby, tonight, it's yours (It's all yours)
Don't waste no time (Don't waste no time)
Waiting at the door (Waiting at the door; at the door)
Access all areas (Oh)
I'll give you more (I'ma give ya)

I will give you more
More (Uh, uh, uh)
More (Alright, alright, alright)
Triple X in the triple A, baby
Ta-da-da
Ta-ta-da, ta-ta (Ooh)
Ooh, what's done in the dark
Oh
Mm-mm
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Writer: Amber Denise Streeter, Andrew Wansel, Jorja Douglas, Renee Downer, Roget Chahayed, Stella Quaresma, Teena Marie, Uzoechi Emenike
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






In My Bag


[FLO, GloRilla]
FLO
Woo, GloRilla
On gang, gang, on gang, gang

[Stella & Renée]
From early mornin' till I'm drippin' in the moonlight
Hop in the Wraith, it's guaranteed to get the mood right
Okay, alright, all night, all day
Keep it sweet and ripe like lemonade, yeah
I know you heard it, baby, rhythm is a dancer
Can't nobody do it like I do it, do it better
Alright (Alright), okay (Okay)
All night (All night), all day (All day)
I say (I say) let's ride, it's all on me

[Jorja]
My body, mind and soul connected
What I got is manifested
I, I don't even got to try

[Renée, Stella, Jorja, FLO]
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (In my bag)
My whip (In my bag)
My drip (In my bag)
I be on my shit (In my bag)
Don't slip (In my bag)
That bitch (In my bag)
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (In my bag)
My fit (In my bag)
I dip (In my bag)
I be on my shit (In my bag)
Don't slip (In my bag)
That bitch (In my bag)
When you see me, know I'm in my bag

[Jorja, FLO]
What that? A Birkin? Some Gucci? Louis Vuitton?
Just know when you see me, I'ma put that shit on
It's "bye-bye" when I walk in (When I walk in)
I got that sunshine in my pocket (Sunshine, sunshinе)
Ah, yeah

[Stella & Renée]
My body, mind and soul connected
What I got is manifеsted (Manifested, I)
I, I don't even got to try

[Renée, Jorja, Stella, FLO, *GloRilla*]
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (In my bag)
My whip (In my bag; my drip)
My drip (In my bag)
I be on my shit (My bag; in my bag)
Don't slip (In my bag)
That bitch (In my bag)
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (In my bag; *woo*)
My fit (In my bag; in my, in my; *GloRilla*)
I dip (In my bag)
I be on my shit (I be on my shit, yeah; in my bag; *on gang, gang*)
Don't slip (In my bag; *on gang, gang*)
That bitch (In my bag; my, I)
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (*Eugh, eugh, eugh, woo*)

[GloRilla, Stella, FLO, GloRilla & FLO]
Cuh in the club with his gun on his Ja Morant (Glo)
Christian to the flow like I can't give the devil time of day (Aye)
D-list ass hoes, y'all ain't in the mix, y'all in the way (Bitch)
And if it's 'bout a check, tell 'em Cici got it right away (Ooh)
Yeah, FLO, world screamin', "Yeah, Glo"
They like, "Damn, you ran that check up fast on them snail hoes" (Ayy)
Twenty in the Chanel store, Beverly Center, Melrose
We got 'em stuck like Velcro, bow down, kiss my shell toes
Worship me, I'm the biggest, not a worker, I'm the business
Big ole booty, fat ass coochie, got him screamin', "Hallellujah" (Hallellujah)
I-I-I got rich off of this flow, in my bag up on these hoes
B-I-G, G-L-O, on gang (You already know)

[FLO, Renée, Jorja, Stella]
When you see me, know I'm in my bag
In my bag, in my bag, in my bag (I be in my bag)
In my bag, in my bag, in my bag
In my bag
When you see me, know I'm in my bag (When you see me, know I'm in my bag)
In my bag, in my bag, in my bag (In my bag)
In my bag, in my bag, in my bag (Ooh, oh, yeah, I)
When you see me, know I'm in my bag
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






How Does It Feel?


How does it feel?
Oh, yeah
FLO

Tell me, how does it feel to have the baddest?
That last girl you had, know she was practice
If we keepin' it real, I ain't your average
Now that you have it, I need to ask this

How does it, how does it (how does it)
How does it, how does it feel?
How does it, how does it (how does it)
How does it, how does it feel?
How does it (how does it), how does it (how does it)
How does it (how does it feel?), How does it feel?
How does it, how does it (ah)
How does it, how does it feel?

I bet you feel like that man when you next to me, just as you should
I know that you like your hands up on my body, tells me it's good
But you better play your position, don't let it slip, better not fold
Need loyalty 'cause I'm royalty with this grip, treat it like gold
Hope you know with me you got your hands full (hands full)
So tell me, is that's something you can handle? Yeah
Realize you're f*ckin' with the standard (oh)
I see you're new to this so let me ask you, ohh

Tell me, how does it feel to have the baddest?
That last girl you had, know she was practice
If we keepin' it real, I ain't your average (oh, oh)
Now that you have it, I need to ask this

How does it, how does it (how does it)
How does it, how does it feel?
How does it, how does it (how does it)
How does it, how does it feel?
How does it (how does it), how does it (how does it)
How does it (how does it feel?), How does it feel?
How does it, how does it (ah)
How does it, how does it feel?

How does it feel to know I could have anyone
But you the one that I want?
We ain't scratch the surface so come put that work in
'Cause we got a long way to go (to go)
Lotta contenders with eyes on my body
So make sure you stay on your toes
I'm an attraction, if they attracted
Baby, that's just not my fault
They want that ooh-na-na
Make a man sing like, "Ooh-la-la" (ooh-la-la)
Baby, gotta walk that talk, go mad with it or don't at all
You should know by now that I want you to do the most
Brag about it, tell your friends you can't live without it, no

Tell me, how does it feel to have the baddest?
That last girl you had, know she was practice (practice)
And if we keepin' it real, I ain't your average (oh)
Now that you have it, tell me how does it feel?

How does it, how does it feel? (Oh)
How does it, how does it (how does it feel to you?)
How does it, how does it feel?
How does it (how does it), how does it (how does it)
How does it, how does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it, how does it
How does it, how does it feel?

Ah (how does it feel to you?)
How does it feel? Oh
Tell me, how does it feel?
How does it feel? (Ah)
How does it feel?
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Writer: Jorja Douglas, Renee Downer, Stella Quaresma, Theron Makiel Thomas, William Hood, Sean Spencer Small, Sam Michael Sumser, Frado, Daniel Munoz, Jared Krumm
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Soft


Soft
Oh, no
So soft
Oh, oh
Oh, no (welcome to the camp)
Oh, oh, oh

Baby, how long you been gone? Don't tell me
Hmm, tell me you wanna see me (see me)
Water from the ceiling (ceiling)
Make me hot like summer rain
Trippin', boy, you're trippin'
Trippin' on this fantasy (yeah)

I tell you what's for dinner
I'm flowin' like a river, oh
Hush
Baby, do you wanna touch?
Look at how you make me blush

Soft
Pillow soft
Never, soft
Touch me soft

Try me
You ain't had nobody like me (ah)
Nothin' underneath this white tee (ah)
'Bout to make a movie, Spike Lee
Try me, it's godly (ah)
It's why you wanna be inside me (ah)
And I don't wanna be by myself
Yeah, it's you that I've been waitin' you (waitin' on)

Tell you what's for dinner (dinner, dinner)
Damn, I'm flowin' like a river, baby
Don't move, hush, hush
Don't you want another touch?
Come and let me make you blush (I'll make you blush)

Soft (ooh)
Pillow soft (ooh, ooh)
Mellow soft (soft like jello)
Soft (touch me, touch me, baby)
(Touch me, touch me) soft
(Just like a) pillow
(It feels) soft
(Your hands on my) body
(Don't it feel) soft
(Oh) wanna be soft
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Writer: Jorja Douglas, Renee Downer, Stella Quaresma, Darius Scott Dixson, Darhyl Camper
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






On & On


Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

When you walk through the door (yeah)
Like you've been here before (yeah)
You pop the Migos, next thing we know, press my body on yours
Make me so comfortable
We ended up on the floor
I might give you a show (yeah)
If you can play your role (yeah)
I don't come easy, gotta please me
Please, don't leave me fiendin' for more
Fiendin' for more

Don't hold back if I let you inside
Make it last, make it worth my time
Watch me, pay attention
Thought that I should mention

You better be ready for it (yeah)
Better be capable (yeah)
You'll feel it all in my kiss when I'm on it
We could go on and on
We could go on and on
Until the early morning (yeah)
We could go back and forth (yeah)
I hope you're down for this
'Cause once I'm on it
We could go on and on
We could go on and on, on and on

First things first (shh)
Don't talk just be about it ('bout it)
Ooh, lock the door, phone on silent
It's a job, you on the clock
I hope you came in here ready to put in work

Don't hold back if I let you inside (let you inside)
Make it last, make it worth my time
Watch me, pay attention (yeah)
Thought that I should mention, oh

You better be ready for it (yeah, capable)
Better be capable (yeah)
You'll feel it all in my kiss when I'm on it (when I'm on it)
We could go on and on (on)
We could go on and on (on, oh, no)
Until the early morning (yeah)
We could go back and forth (yeah, ooh, ah)
I hope you're down for this
'Cause once I'm on it
We could go on and on
We could go on and on, on and on (yeah, yeah)

Oh, I need high speed
Then, please, slow it down (slow it down)
I need you on me (ooh)
Until the sun is out
Whoa, I need high speed
Then, please, slow it down (please)
'Cause I need you on me
Until the sun is out

You better be ready for it
Better be capable (are you capable, baby?)
You'll feel it all in my kiss when I'm on it
We could go on and on (go on and on)
We could go on and on (on and on, go on and on, on and on)
Until the early morning (we can go back)
We could go back and forth
I hope you're down for this
'Cause once I'm on it ('til the early morning, we can go on)
We could go on and on (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
We could go on and on, on and on (we can go, on and on)

(High speed, high speed)
(Then, please, slow it down)
(Slow it down)
(I need you on me)
(Until the sun is out)
(Ooh, yeah)
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Writer: Aminata Kabba, Dante Jones, Matej Djajkovski, Yuval Chain
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






Bending My Rules


(Welcome to the camp)

Late night drinkin'
Let that sink in for you
Uh, boy, I'm thinkin' 'bout you
Boy, I'm thinkin' 'bout, boy, I'm, boy, I'm thinkin' 'bout
Crazy weekend
I've been (I've been), fiendin' for you (you, you)
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you

But I'm nervous, I don't do this
With just anyone, but you're bending my rules
'Cause I'm nervous, so, so nervous
I don't want nobody, nobody like I want you (you)

You know what I'm doing in my bed
Tell me what's next
Are you comin' over? Mh
Are you comin' over?
You could do some things to get ahead
Get behind what I said
I don't wanna spell it out (spell it out), mh
You know what the f*ck I'm talkin' 'bout, oh

But I'm nervous (nervous), I don't do this (I don't do this)
With just anyone, but you're bending my rules (bending my rules)
'Cause I'm nervous (I'm nervous, oh), so, so nervous (I'm so, so nervous)
I don't want nobody (I don't want nobody)
Nobody like I want you (no, like I want you, oh)

I don't want nobody (ooh)
I don't want nobody (ooh)
I don't want nobody, nobody like I want ya
Nobody, no, no, no, no, no, no, no (let me sing it again)
I don't want nobody (nobody, nobody)
No, I don't want nobody, yeah, yeah
Want nobody, nobody like I want you
No, I don't (ooh)

But I'm nervous, I don't do this (do this)
With just anyone (anyone but you)
But you're bending my rules (said, you're bending all my rules)
'Cause I'm nervous, so, so nervous
I don't want nobody, nobody like I want you (like I want you)

Nobody, no, nobody, no (you)
Nobody, no, nobody (you, you)
Nobody, no, nobody, no (you, you, you)
Nobody, nobody like I want you
Said, you're bending my rules, oh, I, I
Yeah, oh, no
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Writer: Darhyl Camper Jr., Darius Dixson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






IWH2BMX


I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
No

Ooh, you were way too insecure to be in love
What a way, what a way to f*ck a good thing up, true
Blowin' up my line when you see me blowin' up
There's nothing to discuss, yeah, yeah

I am so sick of these niggas, they never deliver
They get in their feelings, their feelings
But I ain't gon' cry no more, I ain't gon' cry no more
Know I stay focused on me, no, I don't need a thing
I did it on my own, get hits on my own
Lit on my own

I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster
Can't escape me, you, you're old news
I would hate to be my ex, yeah
Now I love myself to death (ooh)

I'm a (ayy) popstar like Rihanna
This stitching expensive, either Fendi or it's Prada
First-class all my flights, now I go where I wanna
Built myself a good life that you'll never be a part of, oh, no

I am so sick of these niggas, they never deliver
They get in their feelings, their feelings
But I ain't gon' cry no more, I ain't gon' cry no more
Know I stay focused on me, no, I don't need a thing
I did it on my own (ah), get hits on my own (ah)
Lit on my own (ah)

I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be)
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (I moved on, no, I walked off from it)
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah (there's no regrets from me)
(I'd hate to be, nah)
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy, just look at me now, face on every poster
Can't escape me, you, you're old news (old news)
I would hate to be my ex, yeah (oh, no, no, no)
Now I love myself to death (now, I love me, I love me)

I bet you miss me now, now
You wanna be down, down (you wanna be down)
But it's far too late (it's too late)
You know I'm over you (I'm over you, yeah, yeah)

I would hate to be my ex, yeah (I would hate to be my ex)
Glad I moved on to the next, ooh (glad I moved on to the next, ex)
I left you with no regrets, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
I would hate to be my-
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Writer: Jorja Douglas, Renee Downer, Stella Quaresma, Talay Riley, Uzoechi Osisioma Emenike, Jamal Woon, Gabriel Davies, Cole Ostrin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






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Access All Areas (also abbreviated as AAA) is the debut studio album by English girl group Flo. It was released on 15 November 2024 through Island Records.

It marks their first full-length project after releasing their previous extended plays, The Lead (2022) and 3 of Us (2023). The standard version of the album features guest vocals from Cynthia Erivo and GloRilla.

It is a contemporary R&B album featuring production and songwriting from MNEK and notable contributions from Camper, Jay Versace, Pop Wansel, Sevyn Streeter, and more.

Prior to the announcement of Access All Areas, the group described the album as a continuation of the legacy of girl groups:

Access All Areas is a labour of love. To us it represents our growth and dedication to making girl group history, to making a project we are truly proud to call our debut album.
— Flo about the album
-Wikipedia
Performed By: FLO
Featuring: Cynthia Erivo, GloRilla
Genre(s): R&B
Producer(s): Luc Bernadel, Mike Brainchild, Darhyl Camper Jr., Rogét Chahayed, Cole YoursTruly, Gabriel Davies, Renée Downer, IQ, Dante Jones, Kierran, MNEK, Nova Wav, Relyt, Rissi, Rudy Sandapa, Ashton Sellars, Skippz, Sean Small, Styalz Fuego, Sam Sumser, Albin Tengblad, Pop Wansel, Jamal Woon, uv killin em, Yakob, Tre Jean-Marie
Released: November 15th, 2024
Year: 2024

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