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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyla
Lead Vocals
Gunna
Vocals
Skillibeng
Vocals
Ari PenSmith
Background Vocals
Mocha
Background Vocals
Believve
Background Vocals
Sammy Soso
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ariowa Irosogie
Composer
Imani Lewis
Composer
Corey Marlon Lindsay-Keay
Composer
Tyla Seethal
Composer
Samuel Awuku
Composer
Sergio Kitchens
Composer
Emwah Warmington
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari PenSmith
Vocal Producer
Mocha
Vocal Producer
Believve
Vocal Producer
Sammy Soso
Producer
Charlie Rolfe
Recording Engineer
Flo Ongonga
Recording Engineer
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Mixing Engineer
Aidan Duncan
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
Original gyal, you are no replica (no)
Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)
Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)
Mi know say ya hot (no)
They never had a pretty girl from Jo'burg
See me now and that's what they prefer
I don't touch no wheel 'cause I gotta chauffeur
First class, how I get 'round the world
Just miss me with the drama
Unless you're comin' with the commas (double it up)
Oh, DJ turn the sound up
'Cause we 'bout to pour the rounds up (tell 'em double it up)
From Jozi to Ibiza
They say it doesn't get sweeter
Feel my body bangin' like speaker
Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer
Skin tight, no millimeter
And my face card make 'em feel weaker
But you know that my body is a healer
Ooh, I love to make it
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (mm)
Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)
You know I love to make it
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump (hmm)
Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump (hmm)
Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (hmm, haibo)
You know I love to make it
Only gotta make a call and I'm here (I'm here)
Girl, I wanna know your vibe, oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
Listen to me, I put some carats in your ear (in your ear)
Make this stick jump, I want to put it in her rear
Wanna give D, I serve it like a dealer (dealer)
Deep in her throat while I'm diggin' in her middle (middle)
I'm back in Jo'burg, it can't feel no realer (realer)
A perfect picture like a Polaroid (Polaroid, haibo)
She a trophy, no award (no award)
Baby sweet and tender like sirloin
Told the chauffeur take you to a Chanel store
Ever play with you, it be a world war (tell 'em double it up)
From Jozi to Ibiza
They say it doesn't get sweeter
Feel my body bangin' like speaker
Ooh, sweatin' out my concealer
Skin tight, no millimeter
And my face card make 'em feel weaker
But you know that my body is a healer
Ooh, I love to make it
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump
Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)
You know I love to make it
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Oh, you know I love to make it jump, jump, jump
Tump, tump, tump, tump, back it up-tup (haibo)
You know I love to make it
Original gyal, you are no replica (no)
Smooth, dean, no regular degular (no)
Pretty for real and pretty pon my cellular (no)
Mi know say ya hot (no, say ya)
Writer(s): Ariowa Irosogie, Sergio Kitchens, Sammy Soso, Emwah Ryan Warmington, Corey Marlon Lindsay-keay, Tyla Seethal, Imani Lewis
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