Wouldn't say I'm a liar, but I'm not always honest (honest)
I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise (promise)
You got a face that I couldn't lie to
Light blue lights in your white room
And you're fine too, ooh-oh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to pick up the pen and write me into your story
You know I love a story, only when you're the author
Tryna meet you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh-ooh-ooh
'Cause you are a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Still mad I hit the dash on ya
After wearin' you down, right to the last of ya
I was movin' just maybe a little fast for ya
Just tell me it belongs in the past
'Cause you gotta face that I could run from
Heartbreak, Taurus, I'm a shy girl
But you're not one, ooh-ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to love me again and complete our little story (story)
We got one hell of a story, you're a hell of an author
You swear I'd leave you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh-ooh-oh
You always been a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
(Ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah)
Kehlani - blue water road Album Lyrics
Kehlani - blue water road Lyrics
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daniel Klein, Kehlani Parrish, Matt Campfield, Wesley Singerman
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
any given sunday
Are you working, baby?
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah
I just touched down in Miami, babe
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
The baddest bitch that's in the mirror
Wants to love somebody, start a riot
And we just talked for months
I'll buy her what she want, I'll splurge and spoil all the fun
I'm throwing a paper tantrum at the club (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
This shit is presidential, got you stimulated (ooh)
To you, I'm more than famous (ooh, ooh)
Call me daddy
In front of all your bitches in the lobby
I'll let you come back to the room and smoke as much as you decide
Like it's presidential (ooh, whoa)
Like it's my house (ooh, whoa)
Like it's my crib
No skill, we talking 'bout practice (ooh)
No flame, I'm blowing out matches (ooh)
Mustang, it come with no handles
She in love, I wonder what happened
Are you working, baby?
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah
I just touched down in Miami, babe (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
Yeah
Fourth time back this week, I'm tweaking
Got a bag for a walkthrough last weekend, I
Shouldn't be here, but I'm deep in now
This T-Pain song got me thinking now
Just be careful, singing my song looking dead in my eyes like that
Too early to be catching a vibe like that (sheesh)
These Suburban trucks, we arrive like that
You ain't seen this much in the sky like that
Might blow one blessing or two (two)
But I just got one question for you
Are you working, baby?
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah (oh yeah)
I just touched down in Miami, babe (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
Are you working tonight?
Are you working, working tonight?
Bae, brand new bag, yeah, baby, uh
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah
I just touched down in Miami, babe
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
The baddest bitch that's in the mirror
Wants to love somebody, start a riot
And we just talked for months
I'll buy her what she want, I'll splurge and spoil all the fun
I'm throwing a paper tantrum at the club (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
This shit is presidential, got you stimulated (ooh)
To you, I'm more than famous (ooh, ooh)
Call me daddy
In front of all your bitches in the lobby
I'll let you come back to the room and smoke as much as you decide
Like it's presidential (ooh, whoa)
Like it's my house (ooh, whoa)
Like it's my crib
No skill, we talking 'bout practice (ooh)
No flame, I'm blowing out matches (ooh)
Mustang, it come with no handles
She in love, I wonder what happened
Are you working, baby?
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah
I just touched down in Miami, babe (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
Yeah
Fourth time back this week, I'm tweaking
Got a bag for a walkthrough last weekend, I
Shouldn't be here, but I'm deep in now
This T-Pain song got me thinking now
Just be careful, singing my song looking dead in my eyes like that
Too early to be catching a vibe like that (sheesh)
These Suburban trucks, we arrive like that
You ain't seen this much in the sky like that
Might blow one blessing or two (two)
But I just got one question for you
Are you working, baby?
Are you working tonight?
'Cause I got a brand new bag, oh yeah (oh yeah)
I just touched down in Miami, babe (are you working tonight?)
Make it rain on your stage any given Sunday
Are you working tonight?
Are you working, working tonight?
Bae, brand new bag, yeah, baby, uh
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Kehlani Parrish, Matthew Burdette, Michael Washington, Prince-Phabian Graham, Sam Wish
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
shooter interlude
And I'm keeping all this part too
Can I borrow some money?
Can you call me an Uber?
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Can you start up my start-up?
Can you move my maneuver?
I think you need Jesus
I think you need a shooter
So who you been f*ckin'? Who you been foolin'?
How many bottles you got in your mini cooler?
S on your chest, but you never feel super
Do you ever feel stupid? Do you call out for Cupid?
Can I borrow your chains? Can I have your last name?
Can I come over later? And can I overstay my welcome?
Downplay the help, but don't say I ever
Borrowed your paper, don't forget the favors I did for you
Before you blew up
Knew you before you grew up
I used to babysit you, dated your baby sister
I wanted babies with you
Your daughter's supposed to be mine
Shouldn't have wasted your time
Put a ring on your finger
'Cause you've been dating lames
And all those famous names
Playin' those famous games
So can I borrow some money?
Call me an Uber
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Start up my start-up
Move my maneuver
I think you need Jesus
Think you need a shooter
Think you need a
Think you need a shooter
I think you need Jesus, huh
Think you need a shooter
I think you need
Can I borrow some money?
Can you call me an Uber?
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Can you start up my start-up?
Can you move my maneuver?
I think you need Jesus
I think you need a shooter
So who you been f*ckin'? Who you been foolin'?
How many bottles you got in your mini cooler?
S on your chest, but you never feel super
Do you ever feel stupid? Do you call out for Cupid?
Can I borrow your chains? Can I have your last name?
Can I come over later? And can I overstay my welcome?
Downplay the help, but don't say I ever
Borrowed your paper, don't forget the favors I did for you
Before you blew up
Knew you before you grew up
I used to babysit you, dated your baby sister
I wanted babies with you
Your daughter's supposed to be mine
Shouldn't have wasted your time
Put a ring on your finger
'Cause you've been dating lames
And all those famous names
Playin' those famous games
So can I borrow some money?
Call me an Uber
My mama needs surgery
And my son needs a scooter
Start up my start-up
Move my maneuver
I think you need Jesus
Think you need a shooter
Think you need a
Think you need a shooter
I think you need Jesus, huh
Think you need a shooter
I think you need
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daniel Klein, Kehlani Parrish, Matthew Campfield, Wesley Singerman
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
wish i never
Da-da, da-da, wish I never
Yo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never let 'em win, 'less I say so
And I don't show my cards, but I play it though
Then put 'em in my bag like my main clothes
This time that's just not the case though
I was lackin', I ain't proud of it
I know I could've held it down for you
But you really came to show out (show out)
Before I knew it, I was top gun, shotgun
Got one with me
Never meant what I said to you, baby
Was in character, 4D animation
You ain't never had this type of simulation
Had to take it back to playin' my favor
It's all love when I see you when your bitch smilin'
Put the gas on it, but I kept the mileage
Seen a bullet comin', but I didn't dodge it quick enough
I wish I never did it
From the bathroom to the kitchen
Wish I would've kept it pimpin'
Should've never took that mission
Never got into your Lambo
Like to shoot it up like Rambo
Now you made me an example
Caught me slippin'
I'm so over this, I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
And I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I usually got the game in a headlock
Known to keep a piece on deadstock
Then drive 'em up the 1-0 rest stop
Couldn't keep it on the low like Red Rock
I was lackin', I ain't proud of it
I know I could've held it down for you
But you really came to show out (show out)
Before I knew it, I was turned down, burned out
Got one with me
Never meant what I said to you, baby
Was in character, 4D animation
You ain't never let it stop your stimulation
Had to take it back to playin' my favor
It's all love when I see you and that bitch smilin'
I put the gas on it, but I kept the mileage
Seen a bullet comin', but I didn't dodge it quick enough
I wish I never did it
From the bathroom to the kitchen
Wish I would've kept it pimpin'
Should've never took that mission
Never got into your Lambo
Let you shoot it up like Rambo
Now you made me an example
Caught me slippin'
I'm so over this, I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
And I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (ooh-ah)
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (I wish I never)
Do you wonder why I love you?
(Why I love you)
Yo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never let 'em win, 'less I say so
And I don't show my cards, but I play it though
Then put 'em in my bag like my main clothes
This time that's just not the case though
I was lackin', I ain't proud of it
I know I could've held it down for you
But you really came to show out (show out)
Before I knew it, I was top gun, shotgun
Got one with me
Never meant what I said to you, baby
Was in character, 4D animation
You ain't never had this type of simulation
Had to take it back to playin' my favor
It's all love when I see you when your bitch smilin'
Put the gas on it, but I kept the mileage
Seen a bullet comin', but I didn't dodge it quick enough
I wish I never did it
From the bathroom to the kitchen
Wish I would've kept it pimpin'
Should've never took that mission
Never got into your Lambo
Like to shoot it up like Rambo
Now you made me an example
Caught me slippin'
I'm so over this, I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
And I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I usually got the game in a headlock
Known to keep a piece on deadstock
Then drive 'em up the 1-0 rest stop
Couldn't keep it on the low like Red Rock
I was lackin', I ain't proud of it
I know I could've held it down for you
But you really came to show out (show out)
Before I knew it, I was turned down, burned out
Got one with me
Never meant what I said to you, baby
Was in character, 4D animation
You ain't never let it stop your stimulation
Had to take it back to playin' my favor
It's all love when I see you and that bitch smilin'
I put the gas on it, but I kept the mileage
Seen a bullet comin', but I didn't dodge it quick enough
I wish I never did it
From the bathroom to the kitchen
Wish I would've kept it pimpin'
Should've never took that mission
Never got into your Lambo
Let you shoot it up like Rambo
Now you made me an example
Caught me slippin'
I'm so over this, I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
And I wish I never
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh (ooh-ah)
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (I wish I never)
Do you wonder why I love you?
(Why I love you)
Writer: Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Ricky M. L. Walters
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
up at night
Wouldn't say I'm a lie, but I'm not always honest
I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise
You got a face that I could lie to
Light blue lights in your white room
And you're fine too, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to pick up the pen
And write me into your story
You know I love a story
Only when you're the author
Tryna meet you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh
'Cause you are a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Still mad I hit the dash on you
After wearin' you down right to the last of you
I was movin' just maybe a little fast for you
Just tell me it belongs in the past
'Cause you gotta face that I could run from
Heartbreak targets in my shotgun
But you're not one, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to love me again
And complete our little story (Story)
We got one hell of a story
You're a hell of an author
You swear I'll leave you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh woah
You always been a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise
You got a face that I could lie to
Light blue lights in your white room
And you're fine too, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to pick up the pen
And write me into your story
You know I love a story
Only when you're the author
Tryna meet you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh
'Cause you are a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Still mad I hit the dash on you
After wearin' you down right to the last of you
I was movin' just maybe a little fast for you
Just tell me it belongs in the past
'Cause you gotta face that I could run from
Heartbreak targets in my shotgun
But you're not one, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to love me again
And complete our little story (Story)
We got one hell of a story
You're a hell of an author
You swear I'll leave you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh woah
You always been a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Ant Clemons, Beresford Romeo, Daoud Ayodele Miles Anthony, Destin Devon Conrad, Justin Bieber, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Nellee Hooper, Roget Lutfi Chahayed, Rosemarie Evadne Windross
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
get me started
First we was touching and just kissing softly
Ended up fussing, can you get up off me?
Gettin' emot-, getting emotional
Gettin' emot-, getting emotional
It ain't been the same between us, what's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' else, well, maybe she can do it better (better)
I guess, choose peace over stress (oh)
Can't clean up your mess
You wanna leave? Be my guest
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just being honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
And it's just a little too much, much, much (I am too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (much), much (much)?
You don't gotta so do much, much, much
This ain't no nonchalant
Let's have a heart to heart
Talking 'bout splittin' up
You thinking 'bout givin' up
That's irrever-, that's irreversible
Who gon' get hurt, who gon' get hurt? You don't know
It ain't been the same between us, what's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' different, maybe she can do it better (yeah, yeah)
I guess, choose peace over stress (oh)
Won't clean up your mess
If you wanna leave, be my guest
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just being honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
Said, it's just a little too much, much, much (ah, yeah, little too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (much), much (much)?
You ain't gotta so do much, much, much
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started (started, yeah)
Ended up fussing, can you get up off me?
Gettin' emot-, getting emotional
Gettin' emot-, getting emotional
It ain't been the same between us, what's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' else, well, maybe she can do it better (better)
I guess, choose peace over stress (oh)
Can't clean up your mess
You wanna leave? Be my guest
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just being honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
And it's just a little too much, much, much (I am too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (much), much (much)?
You don't gotta so do much, much, much
This ain't no nonchalant
Let's have a heart to heart
Talking 'bout splittin' up
You thinking 'bout givin' up
That's irrever-, that's irreversible
Who gon' get hurt, who gon' get hurt? You don't know
It ain't been the same between us, what's the disconnection? (Oh, oh)
You need somethin' different, maybe she can do it better (yeah, yeah)
I guess, choose peace over stress (oh)
Won't clean up your mess
If you wanna leave, be my guest
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started
Call me aggressive, I'm just being honest
Ain't gotta do too much, much, much
Said, it's just a little too much, much, much (ah, yeah, little too much)
Why you gotta do so much, much (much), much (much)?
You ain't gotta so do much, much, much
Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started (started, yeah)
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daoud Ayodele Miles Anthony, Destin Devon Conrad, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Marquavis Goolsby, Rayvn Lean, Sydney Loren Bennett, Zoi Kachet Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
everything interlude
Wouldn't say I'm a lie, but I'm not always honest
I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise
You got a face that I could lie to
Light blue lights in your white room
And you're fine too, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to pick up the pen
And write me into your story
You know I love a story
Only when you're the author
Tryna meet you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh
'Cause you are a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Still mad I hit the dash on you
After wearin' you down right to the last of you
I was movin' just maybe a little fast for you
Just tell me it belongs in the past
'Cause you gotta face that I could run from
Heartbreak targets in my shotgun
But you're not one, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to love me again
And complete our little story (Story)
We got one hell of a story
You're a hell of an author
You swear I'll leave you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh woah
You always been a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
I ain't come through, but that's why I ain't promise
You got a face that I could lie to
Light blue lights in your white room
And you're fine too, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to pick up the pen
And write me into your story
You know I love a story
Only when you're the author
Tryna meet you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh
'Cause you are a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Still mad I hit the dash on you
After wearin' you down right to the last of you
I was movin' just maybe a little fast for you
Just tell me it belongs in the past
'Cause you gotta face that I could run from
Heartbreak targets in my shotgun
But you're not one, ooh
Oh yeah, I want you to do it again
I want you to love me again
And complete our little story (Story)
We got one hell of a story
You're a hell of an author
You swear I'll leave you at the altar
Workin' on bein' softer, ooh woah
You always been a dream to me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
It's in the way you see through me
Ooh-oh-ooh, ooh-oh-ooh
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
more than i should
If you knew how long it'd been since I let somebody in
Then you know why I can't look you in the eyes for too long (can't do it, baby)
If you knew how long it'd been since I felt her on my skin
And why I keep lookin' at the shape in the pants you got on
Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right?
If she's not touchin' me right?
Leaves me lonely every night?
You give me attention that she can't seem to provide
Put in work to make me smile
Say "Good mornin'" and "Goodnight"
And I like the way you treat your mama
'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman
I like (I like) the way your phone is open
(F*ck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes)
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
Swear I'm not the type to lie (not the type)
But I feel hella justified (hella justified)
If I climbed on top and we f*cked tonight
Away like two rounds
And my boyfriend isn't loyal (my girlfriend isn't loyal)
His morals in the toilet, that boy is on a void
That boy is on a trip (trip)
You say it might be time for me to dip
Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right?
If she's not touchin' me right?
Leaves me lonely every night?
But you give me attention that he can't seem to provide
Puttin' in work to make me smile
Say "Good mornin'" and "Goodnight"
And I like (and I like) the way you treat your mama
'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman
I like (and I like) the way your phone is open
(F*ck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes)
And I like you (and I like)
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back
At this point, my fantasies got the best of me (and I need it)
At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back
At this point, my fantasy's got the best of me (and I need it)
The unknown, we're both grown
Enough to touch, enough to see what's up
Need to get your ass alone, when nobody's home
Just let me touch, let me see what's up
With that na-na-na (yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, let me see what's up
With that na-na-na (mmm)
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Then you know why I can't look you in the eyes for too long (can't do it, baby)
If you knew how long it'd been since I felt her on my skin
And why I keep lookin' at the shape in the pants you got on
Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right?
If she's not touchin' me right?
Leaves me lonely every night?
You give me attention that she can't seem to provide
Put in work to make me smile
Say "Good mornin'" and "Goodnight"
And I like the way you treat your mama
'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman
I like (I like) the way your phone is open
(F*ck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes)
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
Swear I'm not the type to lie (not the type)
But I feel hella justified (hella justified)
If I climbed on top and we f*cked tonight
Away like two rounds
And my boyfriend isn't loyal (my girlfriend isn't loyal)
His morals in the toilet, that boy is on a void
That boy is on a trip (trip)
You say it might be time for me to dip
Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right?
If she's not touchin' me right?
Leaves me lonely every night?
But you give me attention that he can't seem to provide
Puttin' in work to make me smile
Say "Good mornin'" and "Goodnight"
And I like (and I like) the way you treat your mama
'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman
I like (and I like) the way your phone is open
(F*ck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes)
And I like you (and I like)
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
And I like you
And I like you
More than I should, more than I should
At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back
At this point, my fantasies got the best of me (and I need it)
At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back
At this point, my fantasy's got the best of me (and I need it)
The unknown, we're both grown
Enough to touch, enough to see what's up
Need to get your ass alone, when nobody's home
Just let me touch, let me see what's up
With that na-na-na (yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, let me see what's up
With that na-na-na (mmm)
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daniel James Traynor, Daoud Ayodele Miles Anthony, Jessica Reyez, Kehlani Ashley Parrish
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
altar
Fresh white flowers and a new tea light
Nine cups of water, still water
Soon I'll see your face
Don't know why I ever thought you were far away
I shoulda known better
If I set a flame and I call your name
I'll fix you a plate, we can go to dinner
We can share a meal your way
And I'll play you the songs that you used to play
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa, whoa
Holding on to things you told me
Holding on to dreams you showed me
Holding on to anything from you
That you've been leaving here
Now I believe I swear
I can smell your perfume
Picking up your signal like a phone booth
Keeping you alive and I do it 'cause I want to
If I set a flame and I call your name
I'll fix you a plate, we can go to dinner
We can share a meal your way
And I'll play you the songs that you used to play
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer (now you're closer)
Closer, whoa, whoa (closer)
Nine cups of water, still water
Soon I'll see your face
Don't know why I ever thought you were far away
I shoulda known better
If I set a flame and I call your name
I'll fix you a plate, we can go to dinner
We can share a meal your way
And I'll play you the songs that you used to play
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa, whoa
Holding on to things you told me
Holding on to dreams you showed me
Holding on to anything from you
That you've been leaving here
Now I believe I swear
I can smell your perfume
Picking up your signal like a phone booth
Keeping you alive and I do it 'cause I want to
If I set a flame and I call your name
I'll fix you a plate, we can go to dinner
We can share a meal your way
And I'll play you the songs that you used to play
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer
Closer, whoa
So I put you on the altar
Stay just a little bit longer, whoa
Laid it out for ya
Thought I felt you before
But now you're closer (now you're closer)
Closer, whoa, whoa (closer)
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daoud Anthony, India Perkins, Kehlani Parrish
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
melt
But I can't tell where your hair ends and mine begins
If I ain't have all these tattoos, I would think that it's your skin
If I move too quick past you, I would think it's my reflection
Being this close isn't close enough
You can tell every time we touch, every time we, oh
Wish I could build me a cute apartment
One-bedroom right where your heart is
Inch of space feels broken-hearted
Across the bed feels way too far and
I wonder when they see just one, do they see us two?
Ooh, oh-whoa
It's when I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
It's when I melt into you, ah-ah
I melt into you, melt into you, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I
Oh-oh-oh
Matching your breath, follow your chest, up and down
Hopin' you let secrets spill out your mouth, and
Inhale, exhale, breathe me in
With every breath, I'm sinkin' in
No way to describe it, I'm a riot
If I wake up, and I'm somehow beside you
Instead of inside you, that shouldn't surprise you
You don't even notice, no need to remind you
Wish I could build me a cute apartment
One-bedroom right where your heart is
Inch of space feels broken-hearted
Across the bed feels way too far and
I wonder when they see just one, do they see us two?
Oh-oh-oh
It's when I melt into you, whoa-oh, I
I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
It's when I melt into you, ah-ah-ah
I melt into you, oh, I melt into you, oh, I
Where do you end?
Where do I begin?
Start over again
Feels like we're meltin', meltin'
Where do you end?
Where do I begin?
Start over again
Feels like we're meltin', meltin'
If I ain't have all these tattoos, I would think that it's your skin
If I move too quick past you, I would think it's my reflection
Being this close isn't close enough
You can tell every time we touch, every time we, oh
Wish I could build me a cute apartment
One-bedroom right where your heart is
Inch of space feels broken-hearted
Across the bed feels way too far and
I wonder when they see just one, do they see us two?
Ooh, oh-whoa
It's when I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
It's when I melt into you, ah-ah
I melt into you, melt into you, oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I
Oh-oh-oh
Matching your breath, follow your chest, up and down
Hopin' you let secrets spill out your mouth, and
Inhale, exhale, breathe me in
With every breath, I'm sinkin' in
No way to describe it, I'm a riot
If I wake up, and I'm somehow beside you
Instead of inside you, that shouldn't surprise you
You don't even notice, no need to remind you
Wish I could build me a cute apartment
One-bedroom right where your heart is
Inch of space feels broken-hearted
Across the bed feels way too far and
I wonder when they see just one, do they see us two?
Oh-oh-oh
It's when I melt into you, whoa-oh, I
I melt into you, whoa-oh, oh
It's when I melt into you, ah-ah-ah
I melt into you, oh, I melt into you, oh, I
Where do you end?
Where do I begin?
Start over again
Feels like we're meltin', meltin'
Where do you end?
Where do I begin?
Start over again
Feels like we're meltin', meltin'
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Nathan Perez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
tangerine
I get jealous, jealous of every sip
Pineapple water, I can taste it on your lips
Spendin' time paintin' the walls from the floor to the ceiling
Lotus flower picked from the Garden of Eden
If I were you, I'd wanna savor it all
Raspberry tangerine, honey (I can taste me on you)
Vanilla bean, so sweet (mm-mm, mm-mm)
And you can get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you want it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Raspberry tangerine, honey
Used to be a butterfly, flyin' in the summertime (oh-oh, oh)
But now you made your case, found your home
Fruitful seeds, my, they've grown
Pollinate my love with yours
Fireplace in wintertime
Heat me up, I'll keep you warm
My sugar cane dangerous (whoa)
Nectar on my face again, oh (whoa-whoa)
I like it 'cause it's
Raspberry tangerine, honey (I can taste me on you)
Vanilla bean, so sweet (mm-mm, mm-mm)
And you can get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you want it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Raspberry tangerine, honey
So don't tell nobody what's done in the garden
The fruits you can harvest, they grow where you water
It's all in the timing, when nobody's watchin', no
I can taste me on you (mm-mm, mm-mm)
I can taste me on you (mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm)
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything (everything, everything, everything)
Everything, everything, everything (everything, everything, everything)
Pineapple water, I can taste it on your lips
Spendin' time paintin' the walls from the floor to the ceiling
Lotus flower picked from the Garden of Eden
If I were you, I'd wanna savor it all
Raspberry tangerine, honey (I can taste me on you)
Vanilla bean, so sweet (mm-mm, mm-mm)
And you can get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you want it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Raspberry tangerine, honey
Used to be a butterfly, flyin' in the summertime (oh-oh, oh)
But now you made your case, found your home
Fruitful seeds, my, they've grown
Pollinate my love with yours
Fireplace in wintertime
Heat me up, I'll keep you warm
My sugar cane dangerous (whoa)
Nectar on my face again, oh (whoa-whoa)
I like it 'cause it's
Raspberry tangerine, honey (I can taste me on you)
Vanilla bean, so sweet (mm-mm, mm-mm)
And you can get it in the morning, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When you want it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Raspberry tangerine, honey
So don't tell nobody what's done in the garden
The fruits you can harvest, they grow where you water
It's all in the timing, when nobody's watchin', no
I can taste me on you (mm-mm, mm-mm)
I can taste me on you (mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm)
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything (everything, everything, everything)
Everything, everything, everything (everything, everything, everything)
Writer: Andrew Dexter Wansel, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Nathan Perez, Nija Aisha-Alayja Charles, Prince-Phabian Iman-Alexander Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
everything
I could blame it on the physical
I could blame it on your lips, your touch, your kiss
You know, real traditional
But your love's too original
You are anything but conventional
Baby, did you know that
From the moment we fell in, I knew we couldn't fall back
Knew I'd always crawl back, ooh
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, for me
Baby, it's the everything for me
For me, oh, for me
'Cause baby, it's the everything, no tryin'
You'll be shinin', my silver linin'
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, yeah, oh, for me
Love the way you teach me
Love the way you listen
You know all my details
You so damn attentive
You got my attention, babe
Can't forget to mention, babe
I'ma keep you lifted
You so f*ckin' gifted
And how many girls out in the world can say that they had it?
And how many bitches that became your missus can maintain the status?
That was before me, you childish, you done with your wildin'
Now you can be wild with me, run that mile with me
Catch some flights out with me, oh
I match your energy, match your fly perfectly
Lips lock intensively, want you extensively
I know you was made for me, think you was made with me
Shit feel like destiny
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, oh, for me
This is such a different thing for me
For me, yeah, oh, for me
Baby, it's the everything, no tryin'
You be shinin', my silver linin'
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
Oh, for me
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
I could blame it on your lips, your touch, your kiss
You know, real traditional
But your love's too original
You are anything but conventional
Baby, did you know that
From the moment we fell in, I knew we couldn't fall back
Knew I'd always crawl back, ooh
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, for me
Baby, it's the everything for me
For me, oh, for me
'Cause baby, it's the everything, no tryin'
You'll be shinin', my silver linin'
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, yeah, oh, for me
Love the way you teach me
Love the way you listen
You know all my details
You so damn attentive
You got my attention, babe
Can't forget to mention, babe
I'ma keep you lifted
You so f*ckin' gifted
And how many girls out in the world can say that they had it?
And how many bitches that became your missus can maintain the status?
That was before me, you childish, you done with your wildin'
Now you can be wild with me, run that mile with me
Catch some flights out with me, oh
I match your energy, match your fly perfectly
Lips lock intensively, want you extensively
I know you was made for me, think you was made with me
Shit feel like destiny
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
For me, oh, for me
This is such a different thing for me
For me, yeah, oh, for me
Baby, it's the everything, no tryin'
You be shinin', my silver linin'
'Cause baby, it's the everything for me
Oh, for me
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything
Writer: Andrew Dexter Wansel, Kehlani Ashley Parrish, Nathan Perez
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
wondering/wandering
Took time just to enjoy it
I was in my own movie
Cinematic, needed scorin'
Major decisions, divine intervention
Try to release control ('trol)
I had to learn to trust and fall
Receive it all, surrender
The push and pull to break the wall
Rebuild it all, it found me
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Trippin', and wanna say
Like when you think you know it all
Gifted, but not gracious
Prayin' for patience
I had to learn to trust and fall
Receive it all, surrender
The push and pull to break the wall
Rebuild it all, it found me
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wonderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Wonderin', I surrender
You found me, now I'm living free
Wonderin', I surrender
(Wonderin', I surrender, I surrender wonderin')
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Water
A blue, a blue water
Blue water
There's boats
The blue water
And, and blue water
I was in my own movie
Cinematic, needed scorin'
Major decisions, divine intervention
Try to release control ('trol)
I had to learn to trust and fall
Receive it all, surrender
The push and pull to break the wall
Rebuild it all, it found me
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Trippin', and wanna say
Like when you think you know it all
Gifted, but not gracious
Prayin' for patience
I had to learn to trust and fall
Receive it all, surrender
The push and pull to break the wall
Rebuild it all, it found me
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wonderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Wonderin', I surrender
You found me, now I'm living free
Wonderin', I surrender
(Wonderin', I surrender, I surrender wonderin')
Wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (wonderin')
Found me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin'
It left me wonderin', wanderin', wonderin' (found me)
Water
A blue, a blue water
Blue water
There's boats
The blue water
And, and blue water
Writer: Andrew Wansel, Daniel Klein, Destin Conrad, India Perkins, Kehlani Parrish, Matthew Campfield
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Blue Water Road is the third studio album by American singer-songwriter Kehlani. It was released through Atlantic Records and TSNMI on April 29, 2022.
The album features guest appearances from Blxst, Justin Bieber, Syd, Jessie Reyez, Ambré, and Thundercat. Production was handled by Pop Wansel, Wesley Singerman, Some Randoms, Mike Wavvs, Jack LoMastro, Sam Wish, Rogét Chahayed, DaeDaePIVOT, Daoud, and Grades.
It was executive produced by Wansel and serves as the "lighter" follow-up to Kehlani's previous album, It Was Good Until It Wasn't (2020).
Performed By:
KehlaniThe album features guest appearances from Blxst, Justin Bieber, Syd, Jessie Reyez, Ambré, and Thundercat. Production was handled by Pop Wansel, Wesley Singerman, Some Randoms, Mike Wavvs, Jack LoMastro, Sam Wish, Rogét Chahayed, DaeDaePIVOT, Daoud, and Grades.
It was executive produced by Wansel and serves as the "lighter" follow-up to Kehlani's previous album, It Was Good Until It Wasn't (2020).
Genre(s): R&B, orchestral pop
Producer(s): DaeDaePIVOT, Daoud, Grades, Happy Perez, Jack LoMastro, Mike Wavvs, Pop Wansel, Rogét Chahayed, Sam Wish, Some Randoms, Wesley Singerman
Length: 37:53
Released: April 29th, 2022
Year: 2022