WHISTLE (feat. Lojay & Amaarae)

Know it's been a rough couple months

We are parting, I'm missing you, ooh-you oh

You come and ride my feelings away

Only your way (only your way)

See, as Harry Potter, I go run like a dog 'til I whistle you

Ooh-we-you, we-you-we, ooh-we-you, we-you-we

'Cause street na cruise

So, na your leach I chose

And, if I feel confuse

Girl, I go lean on you

I tell her "street na cruise"

And, them go cheat on you

So, if you paint your look

You better like your look

Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh

Yeah, she want a gangster fillin' her tank

Man na fit float with the water inside of her pant

She feel at home any time wey she come to my place, uh (ride 'nother nigga all day)

She don't pad her things for anyone

Anyone no fit make her body tinga linga-linga long

Sta', Stallion make her feel dappеr, dapper

She always comin' back to the Commander

She know say

Say, me, I fit give her love all day

Even when she very faraway, she wants me (she wants me)

My brother, go and guide your babe

'Cause man dem still dey pour for her innocent face

Know it's been a rough couple months

We are parting, I'm missing you, ooh-you oh

You come and ride my feelings away, only your way (only your way)

See, as Harry Potter, I go run like a dog 'til I whistle you

Ooh-we-you, we-you-we, ooh-we-you, we-you-we

'Cause street na cruise

So, na your leach I chose

And, if I feel confuse

Girl, I go lean on you

I tell her "street na cruise"

And, them go cheat on you

So, if you paint your look

You better like your look

Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh

Who's that peaking though my window?

Baby, is it you? Is it you? Is it you-ou-ou?

You-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh

I want you to fuck me to your new song

Make that pussy sound to your tone, to your tone-ou-ou, tone, ooh-ooh

Tell me when you love me, why you runnin' from it?

But, you never call, never check up on me

Why? oh why?

You make I scatter for you, boy

But, you're always on my mind

Tears in my my ee-eyes

'Cause street na cruise

So, na your leach I chose

And, if I feel confuse

Girl, I go lean on you

I tell her "street na cruise"

And, them go cheat on you

So, if you paint your look

You better like your look

Uh-yeah, uh-yeah, well-well-well oh

I know a peng ting in a see-through dress

She gon' come outside when she feelin' stressed

My hand on her body make her feel so wet

She gon' miss