
D4M Lady London & Mila J
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[Intro]
MuRrille (MuRrille)
[Chorus: Mila J]
I need a nigga that's down for me (Down for me)
Type of nigga won't play with my body (Yeah)
Might be sailin' on Amalfi seas (Amalfi seas)
Probably take me on a shopping spree
I need a nigga that's down for me (Down for me, I need)
The one I call on when I get lonely (Lonely)
Might be sailin' on Amalfi seas (Amalfi seas)
Probably take me on a shopping spree (Look)
[Verse 1: Lady London]
Look, I told this nigga, "Fy me out the globe
Just to get out the cold" (Uh-huh)
The way this nigga goin', I might have to put up the rose
Emilio Pucci, like what's Gucci?
I'm sick of Katana, enough sushi (Enough sushi, oh no)
That ain't what I'm into
Papa, keep it real, I won't even close friend you (Uh-huh)
I'ma keep it chill, you could fly me to Brazil
Or you can fly me to Korеa, I won't even post Kimchi
I'm more Fеnty, Robyn, I'm Rihanna
I be silent, I be private, drop an album every century
I do all of that trippin' but he don't play about me (He don't play about me)
And his forehead kisses just take the gangsta out me (Ooh)
MuRrille (MuRrille)
[Chorus: Mila J]
I need a nigga that's down for me (Down for me)
Type of nigga won't play with my body (Yeah)
Might be sailin' on Amalfi seas (Amalfi seas)
Probably take me on a shopping spree
I need a nigga that's down for me (Down for me, I need)
The one I call on when I get lonely (Lonely)
Might be sailin' on Amalfi seas (Amalfi seas)
Probably take me on a shopping spree (Look)
[Verse 1: Lady London]
Look, I told this nigga, "Fy me out the globe
Just to get out the cold" (Uh-huh)
The way this nigga goin', I might have to put up the rose
Emilio Pucci, like what's Gucci?
I'm sick of Katana, enough sushi (Enough sushi, oh no)
That ain't what I'm into
Papa, keep it real, I won't even close friend you (Uh-huh)
I'ma keep it chill, you could fly me to Brazil
Or you can fly me to Korеa, I won't even post Kimchi
I'm more Fеnty, Robyn, I'm Rihanna
I be silent, I be private, drop an album every century
I do all of that trippin' but he don't play about me (He don't play about me)
And his forehead kisses just take the gangsta out me (Ooh)
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