Si Je (feat. Mc Kresha & Lyrical Son)

Hey girl, you got my heart, it’s all about you now
I’m not playing games, just know I’m all in, no doubt
You’re the one I want, let’s dance, let’s vibe
Come on, you know you’re wild, and I’m feeling alive

We’re sipping Don Perignon
Pop that bottle, let’s put on a show
We’re sipping Don Perignon
Pop that bottle, let’s put on a show

Shawty, you’re down with me
With me, there’s no games, you know it’s true
Shawty, you’re down with me
Baby, let’s have some fun, just me and you

Baby, tell me
Show me, show me, show me, show me
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Baby, but call me tomorrow
Or text me, I’ll reply when I’m free
This girl’s got that angel face
My texts are waiting, just you see

Chill baby, I’m not doing this
Day by day, I’m a tourist, just an adventurist
Living like an artist
Says I’m buying Paris
Come here, don’t wait, let’s enjoy this bliss

The scene’s set for us to meet, just wait
Look, I’ve been busy these days
But I don’t want you to trip
Just express it when I’m feeling it
Inside, we’re losing it

I’m all about that, you shopping
Play it cool, I’m not saying much
Ping and ring, call me a pimp
Dressed to impress, late night with the bling
Rate me with drinks, got that shine

You’re glowing, starting with that bag
No more house, no price, resistant to the game
Three Michelin stars

Baby, tell me
Show me, show me, show me, show me
Come on, come on, come on, come on

AK 47, head full of bullets for you
I need armor to keep it cool
So I can adapt to you
Since a month ago, I’ve seen you, you’re fire

Gotta keep it real, gotta keep it tight
Dance like you’re Arabic
Our boys are throwing slaps
Whoever hits you, just say no

You’re not from here, you’re wild with fire
I’m scared to say a word
Hit me with blood, I’m in
Lucky for me to have you in my life

Brown liquor, chocolate
Flowers, I want to bring you some
I love you so much, I’m playing, oh baby
On Sunday, I want to invite you out

Tell her I want to meet a guy
I’m not here to fight with you
Where’s the courage, oh man
Concrete spoon, oh her shoes

Perignon for her
How much it costs, I won’t even say
Flowers all over her path
Don’t talk to me like a fool

Who doesn’t love us, oh baby, they’re lost
Three singers bringing the heat
Please don’t shoot me with a gun
Star girl, shooting star

No one’s alive, no one’s dead
Superstar, with a star on her head
She’s blowing up, oh beautiful

Baby, tell me
Show me, show me, show me, show me
Come on, come on, come on, come on