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Normani - Dopamine Album Lyrics



Normani - Dopamine Lyrics
(Featuring Starrah, Gunna, James Blake, Cardi B, Brandy, Victoria Monét)






Big Boy

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Kickin' and coolin', bad lil' bitch
Told him stick it and move it, hicker than smoothies
Only ever see this type of shit in the movies
Only ever see this type of shit once in your life
So don't get caught up on it
Cornbread fed, boy, I'm brought up on it
They ain't really want it 'til they saw us on it
(This some different shit, they ain't on this)
Now they caught up on it
I don't really blame 'em

'Cause that ass on that bad bitch is fat as a bitch
Bling-bling-bloaw, he like, "What's that on your wrist?"
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all them platinum hits
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all that Billboard shit

This that Big Boy, used to bump that Andre and that Big Boi
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys

Brought up on it (yeah)
Pimpin' like C, I was brought up on it (yes, sir)
Niggas mad at me throwin' salt up on it (hatin' ass nigga)
Pussy good, but please don't get caught up on it (haha, nah)
I don't really blame 'em

'Cause that ass on that bad bitch is fat as a bitch
Bling-bling-bloaw, he like, "What's that on your wrist?"
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all them platinum hits
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all that Billboard shit

This that Big Boy, used to bump that Andre and that Big Boi
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys

Mm, shawty know she thicker than a Snicker
Mixin' up that Hugo with that liquor (brrr)
Hunnid will be callin', she don't pick up (brrr)
(Goddamn)
I don't really blame 'em

'Cause that ass on that bad bitch is fat as a bitch
Bling-bling-bloaw, she like, "What's that on your wrist?"
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all them platinum hits
Bling-bling-bloaw, this all that Billboard shit

This that Big Boy, used to bump that Andre and that Big Boi
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
Blicky make a nigga sit the f*ck up like a big boy
Small change, turn them small faces into big boys
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Still

Still tippin' on four fours
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s
Still

Back then, they didn't want me
Now I'm hot, can't keep 'em off me
Lights flash, shakin' ass
With my girls, spendin' money (still)
Still (still)
In the strip club with my feet up
Houston raised, NOLA born
R&B, popstar, diva, I'm

Still goin' up in the section (still)
Standin' on the couch, gettin' reckless (yeah)
I be saucin' it up like dressin'
In Christian Dior, I'm a blessin' (it's lit)
Too busy livin' my life (yeah)
I ain't even see your message (still)
I'm with the smoke, like Os (ooh)
Bitch, you can have my exes (still)

Still sexy, still extra (still)
With my girls flexin' (still, still)
Still sexy (still, uh-huh), still extra (Uh-huh)
With my girls flexin' (still)

Still tippin' on four fours (still)
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues (still)
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s (still)
Still tippin' on four fours (still, still)
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues (still, still)
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s
Still pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s
Still

Cup swingin' like a cup of lean
Gold grill, diamonds in my teeth (yeah, yeah)
Big pimpin', hold up, R.I.P. Pimp C (still)
Still (still)
Hold it down for my city
I got some real niggas and some baddies with me
And you never seen on this pretty, and we (yeah)

Still goin' up in the section (still)
Standin' on the couch, gettin' reckless (yeah)
I be saucin' it up like dressin'
In Christian Dior, I'm a blessin' (it's lit)
Too busy livin' my life (yeah)
I ain't even see your message (still, oh)
I'm with the smoke, like Os (ooh)
Bitch, you can have my exes (still)

Still sexy, still extra (still)
With my girls flexin' (still, still)
Still sexy (still, uh-huh), still extra (uh-huh)
With my girls flexin' (still)

Still tippin' on four fours (still)
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues (still)
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s (still)
Still tippin' on four fours (still, still)
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues (still, still)
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s

Still, still, still, still
Still tippin' on four fours
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s
Still tippin' on four fours
Wrapped, wrapped in four Vogues
Pimpin', pimpin' four hoes
And I'm packin' .44s
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




All Yours

There's somethin' about you I'm likin'
Bit too much, is a bit frightenin'
Got a bit of bite to you like python
Got a bit of fight to you like Tyson
I'm a bass, I'm like bassin'
Never playin' to be in like diamond
How could you put the cherry
On this cake and make it icin' (oh)

Said, "Mm, that's so much better, mm, like a wildfire light"
Mm, I don't mind lyin', mm, let's go twice like (ah)
Flip it, gold, flip it (ah), drippin' all in it
This kitty got that Midas touch, you turn to gold in it

Mm-ah, mm-ah
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah (ah)
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah, mm-ah

'Cause you got that automatic kinda magic
Put it all on me, on me
And we can rendezvous, c'est voulez-vous
If you want to, we can go deep, deep
Do you wanna deep, deep, deep, deep?
I'ma roll it like beep, beep, beep, beep
We can take a leap, leap, believe me
Turnin' over like you turn a new leaf
Baby, you can come pick me from my dream
Know I got it like sweet, sweet, sweet
All up in it 'til your knees go weak
All up in it 'til you exhale, breathe

Said, "Mm, that's so much better, mm, like a wildfire light"
Mm, I don't mind lyin', mm, let's go twice like (Ah)
Flip it, gold, flip it (ah), drippin' all in it
This kitty got that Midas touch, you turn to gold in it

Mm-ah, mm-ah
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah (I'm just like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (take it there like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah (ah)
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah (in your head)
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah (pick it back)
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah (I'm just like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (right there)
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (take it there like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (right there)
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah (yeah)
Mm-ah, mm-ah

I'm all yours (I'm all yours, I'm all, I'm all)
I'm all yours (I'm all, I'm all, I'm all)
From the stairs to the bed to the floor (I'm all, I'm yours)
I'm all yours
He all mine

Mm-ah, mm-ah
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah (in your head like)
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah (I'm just like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (take it there like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah (ah)
In your head like, mm-ah, mm-ah (in your head like)
Pick it back like, mm-ah, mm-ah (pick it back like)
I'm just like, mm-ah, mm-ah (I'm just like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (right there like)
Take it there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (take it there like)
Right there like, mm-ah, mm-ah (right there like)
Mm-ah-mm, mm-ah, mm-ah
Mm-ah, mm-ah (uh)
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd




Lights On

Ooh (yeah)
Ooh (right there)
Ooh (you know)
(I feel it)

Don't even address me 'less you gon' undress me ('less you come to dress me, yeah)
Tryna see what that mouth do 'cause that money don't impress me (uh-uh)
If you 'bout to make moves, better make it look sexy (make that shit sexy)
I just (?) put in my request please
Tonight, I want you to

Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on)
You're f*ckin' with a star with a mean face
Come, let me show you this love (let me switch you)
Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on)
You're f*ckin' with a star, give me rounds of applause, you know I can perform

Lights, lights
On
Lights on

Make you come fast like a '98 sports car
Blink twice, it's already gon' be over
When I ride you, something like a jet ski
Might finish just by lookin' at me (yeah)
You know everything that I do, I'ma make it look sexy
And I know it's not fair to make you stare
But tonight I want you to

Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on)
You're f*ckin' with a star with a mean face
Come, let me show you this love (love, let me switch you)
Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on)
You're f*ckin' with a star, give me rounds of applause, you know I can perform

Would you say that shit?
I could pour a couple more, can't believe that shit (on)
Would you say that shit? (Lights)
I could pour a couple more, 'cause we on that that bitch (on)

There's somethin' to be said about
When things feel as good as they look
Or look as good as they feel
So you should see this, lights

Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on, with the lights on)
You're f*ckin' with a star with a mean face (ooh)
Come, let me show you this love (let me switch you)
Love me (love me) with the (with the) lights (lights) on (on)
You're f*ckin' with a star, give me rounds of applause, you know I can perform (lights)

Would you say that shit?
I could pour a couple more, can't believe that shit (on)
Would you say that shit? (lights)
I could pour a couple more, 'cause we on that bitch (on)
Would you say that shit?
I could pour a couple more, can't believe that shit (ooh)
Would you say that shit?
I could pour a couple more, can't believe that shit

Uh, right there
On, off
Lights on, on
Uh, lights on
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Take My Time

You got your ways and I just can't explain
All my emotions start racin'
Every time that you are close to me, yeah
I get this feelin' I keep chasin'

Now that we're almost there, stop thinking
Wonder what's keeping you from not seein' (not seein')
You got me considering, I'll spell it out
For you, yeah

'Cause I want you to take my time
Take my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever
'Cause I want you to take my time
All my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever

Wasn't prepared for you to tie me up
Although your ways got me feelin' right
None of it matters if you don't come in here
See what I've been hidin' just for you and I

Now that we're almost there, stop thinking
Wonder what's keeping you from not seein' (not seein')
You got me considering, I'll spell it out (yeah)
For you, hey

'Cause I want you to take my time
Take my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever
'Cause I want you to take my time
All my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever (ayy, yeah)
'Cause I want you to take my time
Take my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever
'Cause I want you to take my time
All my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever (ayy, yeah)

I want you to take my time
Want you to take it all
Want you to have it, baby, baby
I want you to take my time
Want you to take it all
Want you to have it, baby, baby

'Cause I want you to take my time
Take my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever
'Cause I want you to take my time
All my time, take my time
Ooh, baby
Just don't take forever (ayy, yeah)

Oh
Take my time, yeah
But just don't take forever
Yeah, yeah
But just don't take forever
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Writer: Normani Hamilton, Tommy Brown, Victoria Monet, Bernard Harvey, Parker Mulherin, Marshall Mulherin, Peter Losnegaard
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Insomnia

I thought that I've been going crazy
But I'm doing better lately
I finally stopped the tears from runnin'
And I know that's gotta count for somethin'
But when you decide to hit me
I reminisce on all the history
And if it ain't because of the whiskey
I wonder if you really miss me

Boy, you got some device that tells you when I'm fine
'Cause it's the very moment that you hit my line
I wonder how you know that I've been movin' on
'Cause it seems like you really love to make that shit impossible

I wish you didn't call me
There's so much it reminds me of
'Cause every time you call me
It's givin' me insomnia (I wish you didn't)
I wish you didn't call me, yeah (I wish you didn't, yeah)
There's so much it reminds me of (I wish you didn't)
'Cause every time you call me (I wish you didn't)
It's givin' me insomnia

Insomnia, ah
It's givin' me insomnia
Insomnia, ah (insomnia)
It's givin' me insomnia

Turned into an inconvenience
You only want me when convenient
I know that I could probably block you
But for some reason, I wanna see you
And you know I give a damn about you
You got me sittin' here thinkin' about you
And now your name triggers all my emotions
And turn my eyes into an ocean

Like you got some device that tells you when I'm fine
'Cause it's the very moment that you hit my line
I wonder how you know that I've been movin' on
'Cause it seems like you really love to make that shit impossible

I wish you didn't call me (call me)
There's so much it reminds me of
'Cause every time you call me (oh yeah)
It's givin' me insomnia (I wish you didn't call me, I wish you didn't)
I wish you didn't call me, yeah (I wish you didn't, there's so much it reminds me of)
There's so much it reminds me of (I wish you didn't, I wish you didn't)
'Cause every time you call me, yeah (I wish you didn't, I wish you didn't)
It's givin' me insomnia

Insomnia, ah (insomnia)
It's givin' me insomnia
Insomnia, ah (insomnia)
It's givin' me insomnia

Insomnia, ah
It's givin' me insomnia

I wish you didn't call me (I wish you didn't)
Somethin' it reminds me of (I wish you didn't, I wish you didn't)
'Cause every time you call me (I wish you didn't, I wish you didn't)
Yeah, there's so much it reminds me of (I wish you didn't)
Insomnia, ah (I wish you didn't, insomnia)
'Cause every time you call me (call me, call me, insomnia)
Insomnia, ah
Insomnia, ah
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Writer: Normani Hamilton, Tommy Brown, Mikkel, Storleer Eriksen, Tor Erik Hermansen, Victoria Monet, Brandy Norwood, Tommy Parker, Lydia Asrat
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Candy Paint

Bank roll, thumbin', baby, you know how I'm comin'
Booty on bubonic and I move it how I want it
Big girl shit, baby, I don't do no runnin'
I can make it boom-boom clap like I'm drummin'

Shake it, make it tick, tick, tick, bum-bump it
Shake it, make it tick, tick, tick, tick, bum-bum-bump it
Whippin' shit, I could turn nothin' into somethin'
Pop it, make it tick, tick, tick, bum-bum-bump it

I could make your nigga hit the race if I wanted
Baby, I could take your place if I wanted
I could hit the bank and spend this cake if I wanted
Told me I could put the diamonds on the face if I wanted

If you let me take him, you might never get him back
I'm a baddie and I don't know how to act
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to act
When I'm finished, baby, you can have him back
Mhm, baby, you can have him back
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to

Act 'round the baddest, he used to average
Don't know what bad is, I'll show you bad
I took my wrist, AP'd it up
I took my neck and freezed it up
I took my whip to speed it up
I need a nigga to beat it up while I'm (Mm)

Shake it, make it tick, tick, tick, bum-bump it
Shake it, make it tick, tick, tick, tick, bum-bum-bump it
Whippin' shit, I could turn nothin' into somethin'
Pop it, make it tick, tick, tick, bum-bum-bump it

I could make your nigga hit the race if I wanted
Baby, I could take your place if I wanted
I could hit the bank and spend this cake if I wanted
Told me I could put the diamonds on the face if I wanted

If you let me take him, you might never get him back
I'm a baddie and I don't know how to act
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to act
When I'm finished, baby, you can have him back
Mhm, baby, you can have him back
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to

Handle me
Sweet just like candy
Sweet, sweet
Taste just like candy
Handle me
Sweet just like candy
Sweet, sweet
Taste just like candy

If you let me take him, you might never get him back
I'm a baddie and I don't know how to act
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to act
When I'm finished, baby, you can have him back
Mhm, baby, you can have him back
Booty candy painted with the diamond in the back
It's too bad your nigga don't know how to
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Grip

And here is G.I. Joe with kung-fu grip
Kung-fu grip

Five-four, thicky-thicky
Vibin' 'round the city rollin' sticky-sticky
Back outside, got it litty-litty
Pretty and I got some bad bitches with me, with me
I get what I want, gimme-gimme
Pretty face, thick thighs and my hips don't lie
Way I got you hypnotized feel like Biggie, Biggie (mm-mm-mm-mm-mm)

Yeah
No, you can't deny it, no
I see in your eyes, you love the view that I provide for you (mm-mm)
Now how you want it, baby? (Mm-mm)

How you want it, love?
Sexy, independent
The real, no pretending
I'ma ride, ain't no hidin' in it
Come through quick when you slide in it, mm (yeah)
You know that I

Five-four, thicky-thicky
Vibin' 'round the city rollin' sticky-sticky
Back outside, got it litty-litty
Pretty and I got some bad bitches with me, with me
I get what I want, gimme-gimme
Pretty face, thick thighs and my hips don't lie
Way I got you hypnotized feel like Biggie, Biggie (mm-mm-mm-mm-mm)

Yeah, yeah
Come through and do it big (grip)
Grown now, we ain't no kids (grip)
I said come through and it slide like
Need you to ride it like (grip)
Need you to ride it like this

How you want it, love?
Sexy, independent (ayy)
The real, no pretending (ayy)
I'm a vibe, ain't no hidin' in it
Kung-fu, kung-fu grip when you slide in it (kung-fu grip)
You know that I

Five-four, thicky-thicky
Vibin' 'round the city rollin' sticky-sticky
Back outside, got it litty-litty
Pretty and I got some bad bitches with me, with me
I get what I want, gimme-gimme
Pretty face, thick thighs and my hips don't lie
Way I got you hypnotized feel like Biggie, Biggie (mm-mm-mm-mm-mm)

Kung-fu grip
Kung-fu
Kung-fu grip
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Ltd




1:59

[ Featuring Gunna ]

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Turn me up (mm), uh
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Turn me up (mm)

Phone ringin', it's you, I'm on that time
You on it too, what's on your mind? I'm on it too (ooh, brrt)
Call me, I come through, I fantasize
You want it two times on the side, clocks in the rooms (ooh)

Back on that vibe again
It's hard to fight again
Shit, we can't hide again
Ooh, ooh

When I get you alone
Boy, what you gon' do with it? (Shh)
Don't talk too much, just do this shit
Boy, what you gon' do with it? Yeah
When I get you alone
Boy, what you gon' do with it? (Shh)
Don't talk too much, just do this shit
Boy, what you gon' do?
What you gon' do with it?

I can tell your time 'cause you gon' like the things I do
Sexy camera shy couldn't leave she melt when it's hot in the room
F*ck it, we made love to tunes, f*ckin' shrooms
Lock you to the bed, don't let you move
Baby, help me heal the pain (heal the pain)
This don't feel like lust and I feel love in my veins (veins)
Who this for? Tell me, babe (tell me, babe, who this for?)
We made love on just the chemistry, keep me sane

Back on that vibe again (back on that vibe again)
It's hard to find again (it's hard to find again)
Shit, we can't hide again (shit, we can't hide again)
Ooh, ooh

When I get you alone (when I)
Boy, what you gon' do with it? (When I, shh, mm)
Don't talk too much, just do this shit
Boy, what you gon' do? (What you gon' do with it?)
What you gon' do with it? (Brrt)

Text me where you at, let me know you back, gets me every time
Know I let her do things my way, baby, and you let me every time
Spent a long time tryna get away, baby, but you catch me every time
When you text me, "Where you at," lettin' me know you back, gets me every time

When I get you alone (alone, when I)
Boy, what you gon' do with it? (Oh, what you gonna do with it? Shh, mm)
Don't talk too much, just do this shit
Boy, what you gon' do with it? Yeah (what you gon' do with it?)
When I get you alone (yeah)
Boy, what you gon' do with it? (Ah, ah, shh)
Don't talk too much, just do this shit (shit)
Boy, what you gon' do? (Do whatever you wanna do)
What you gon' do with it?

Yeah
It's here for you to do what you wanna do
Oh
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Writer: Brittany Hazzard, Courtlin Jabrae, Darius Coleman, Marqueze Parker, Normani Hamilton, Sergio Kitchens, Tommy Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




Distance

You said you never gonna make me cry
Want me to be myself
Never gonna lose again
You're the reason why
I'm never gonna be your blessing
You're gonna change my ending
Never gonna make a mess
We always gonna make amends

Time out
This time, this time
Time to hear my side
I give you all mine, so time out
It's mine now, I'll wait
'Cause I fell in love with potential, mm, yeah
'Cause you made your heart unavailable, hey, yeah, hey

I need to love you from a distance (from a distance)
Tired of fighting for attention
How much do you really listen? (Ah-ah)
When I need you, you're always missing
I need to love you from a distance
I'm not asking for permission
I tried about everything
You can't put it all on me (yeah) from a distance

You said you were gonna be my piece
And if I'ma ride for you, you was gon' ride for me, yeah (ooh)
Now all we do is disagree
Don't know where we went wrong
This ain't it for me

No, no
This time, this time (this time)
You gonna hear my side (my side)
I gave you all mine, time out
It's mine (it's mine) now (oh, whoa)
You know (mm)
'Cause I fell in love with potential, mm, yeah (oh yeah)
'Cause you made your heart unavailable a thousand times (hey)
That's why

I need to love you from a distance (love you from a distance)
Tired of fighting for attention
How much do you really listen? (How much do you really want from me?)
When I need you, you're always missing (you're never really there)
I need to love you from a distance (love you from a distance)
I'm not asking for permission (ooh, ooh)
I tried about everything (I tried about everything, everything)
You can't put it all on me (yeah) from a distance
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Tantrums

[ Featuring James Blake ]

Had to get a drop on you, took a minute
But it's hard tryin' not to look back when you're in it
Never thought you'd do me like that, but you did it
So you smiled, try not to run back when you finish
Don't you know that, huh?
Don't you know that, huh?
All that shit you do to me gon' find its way back, huh
Tantrums, baby, huh, don't you throw that
Act just like a baby with your grown ass, huh
Don't you know that?

You're nobody, you're just somebody I used to know (used to know)
You're somebody I should have taken the time to call (time to call)
You're nobody, you're just somebody I used to f*ck from time to time
And that's alright
'Cause you're nobody, you're just somebody who's playing games (playing games)
You're nobody, I'll never ever look at the same (at the same)
When they ask you who loves you like I do, baby, don't you say my name
You used to have it, automatic

All you had to do was ask
How you can make it better?
All you had to do was ask
How to never watch me go

But if it ever was what you said it was
What you said it would be
You would have held on to me
I know you'd have held on to me
Evidence, evidence, evidence
I, I can only see it grow for a while, ooh (no)
Lies on lies on lies on lies
Well, you must not know

All you had to do was ask
How you can make it better?
All you had to do was ask
And I feel so lonely

How to never watch me go, go away
You'll never be okay
Get out the way
Cut the brakes, hell, I'm done

You're nobody, you're just somebody I used to know
You're somebody I should have taken the time to call
You're nobody, you're just somebody I used to f*ck from time to time
And that's alright
'Cause you're nobody, you're just somebody who's playing games
You're nobody, I'll never ever look at the same
When they ask you who loves you like I do, baby, don't you say my name
You used to have it, automatic
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Little Secrets

You say you got a new girl around
But I can get it if I want, automatic
But I don't want it, she can have it
I can't miss it if I already had it
Yeah, I heard she been talkin' down
Promise, baby girl, you don't want the static
I snap my fingers, make it happen
I can have it if I want like it's magic

Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upstage your bitch
Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upgrade your shit

Now tell me, who you know drippin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know sittin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know get it like this? (Who? Ooh, ooh)
Movin' on you like this (Who?)
Boy, you know you like this (Who?)
Boy, you know he like this (Who? Ooh, ooh)

(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
Baby, I ain't hidin'
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
But you know where to find it
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
I know how you like it
(Mm, uh, uh-uh)

I'm in a mood, I'ma move
Baby, I might have to (?)
Watchin' on me, life's a movie
Make you miss it in slow-mo, cinematic
I heard she been talkin' loud
Calm it down, we can skip the dramatics
'Cause, baby girl, I'm not the enemy
But if you bring that energy, I can match it

Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upstage your bitch
Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upgrade your shit

Now tell me, who you know drippin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know sittin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know get it like this? (Who? Ooh, ooh)
Movin' on you like this (Who?)
Ooh, you know you like this (Who?)
Boy, you know he like this (Who? Ooh, ooh)

(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
Baby, I ain't hidin'
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
But you know where to find it
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
I know how you like it
(Mm, uh, uh-uh)

Come let me rain, oh
Can't get caught in the zone
Playin' the games, oh, no
I played these games for too long
She must not know, but you know
I can't do bad on my own
She must not know, but you know
Just how I get when I get in that zone

Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upstage your bitch
Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upgrade your shit

Now tell me, who you know drippin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know sittin' like this? (Who?)
Who you know get it like this? (Ooh, ooh, who?)
Movin' on you like this (ooh)
Ooh, you know you like this (ooh)
Boy, you know he like this (Ooh, ooh)

(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
Baby, I ain't hidin'
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
But you know where to find it
(Mm-na, mm-na-ah)
I know how you like it
(Mm, uh, uh-uh)

Boy, let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upstage your bitch, uh
Let me up, let me up, let me up, let me up
Let me up, let me upgrade your shit
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Writer: Normani Hamilton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group




Wild Side

[Normani]
I'm ready to pull up on you
I'm ready to do what I do
Baby, what you wanna do?
Shoot your shot 'cause I'm bulletproof (Yeah)
Load it up and doo-doo-doo (Doo-doo)
Baby, what you wanna do? (Do, do, do, do)
I'm ready to pull up on you (You, you, you, you)
I'm ready to do what I do (Do, do, do, ooh)

This type of shit have you wildin' (Ooh)
Last minute trips to the islands (Ooh)
Drip, drip, drip when you slide in (Ooh)
Fit, fit, fit, baby, right in (Ooh)
Don't hesitate when you (Ooh)
In it, 'cause you know I like it (Ooh)
Bakin' up a cake for you (Ooh)
Sweet, baby, like it when you bite it

We can't just keep talkin' about it
We think too often about it
We can't just be cautious about it
I wanna get wild
Take me for a ride, boy
Show me your wild side, boy
Know it's been a while, boy
I wanna get wild

I wanna drive you crazy (Crazy)
Pull up inside me, baby (Boy)
F*ckin' it up like oopsie-daisy
Ain't no "If, ands, buts and maybes"
Don't be laid up in that shit likе you lazy
I need you to roll up in that shit like you skatin'
Baby, ain't no hold up, I'm that shit, I hate waitin', doo-doo-doo
Shoot your shot, I'm impatient (Doo-doo-doo, ooh)

This typе of shit have you wildin' (Ooh)
Last minute trips to the islands (Ooh)
Drip, drip, drip when you slide in (Ooh)
Fit, fit, fit, baby, right in (Ooh)
Don't hesitate when you (Ooh)
In it, 'cause you know I like it (Ooh)
Bakin' up a cake for you (Ooh)
Sweet, baby, like it when you bite it

We can't just keep talkin' about it
We think too often about it
We can't just be cautious about it
I wanna get wild
Take me for a ride, boy
Show me your wild side, boy
Know it's been a while, boy
I wanna get wild

[Cardi B]
Look, dímelo, turn me 'round
Treat me like a watch, bust me down
On the kitchen floor, right on that towel
It's my dick and I want it now, ow
Tell me how you want it
Put me on my back, on my stomach
Baby, let me blow it like a trumpet
I can do it all, I can probably suck a watermelon through a straw
Believe me, every other day, new wig, new hair
Come take me out this Mugler
I be waitin' on you with some lingerie
Drive this pussy down low like bombs away
Boom, nothing but a robe in your house
I wanna put these pretty pink toes in your mouth
Send nudes to your phone while you workin'
Boy, you gotta see this shit in person, believe me

[Cardi B & Normani]
We can't just keep talkin' about it
I want you comin' inside it (Ooh)
We can't just be cautious about it
I wanna get wild
Take me for a ride, boy
Show me your wild side, boy
Know it's been a while, boy
I wanna get wild

[Normani & Starrah]
Pull up in a err, mmm, Benz
Make me say, "Ah," baby, do that shit again
Ooh, yeah
Pull up in a mmm-mmm, drop
Ha-ha-ha, yeah, I'm makin' shit hot
Ooh, yeah
Pull up in a err, mmm, Benz
Make me say, "Ah," baby, do that shit again
Ooh, yeah (Ah)
Pull up in a mmm-mmm, drop
Ha-ha-ha, yeah, I'm makin' shit hot
Ooh, yeah
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Writer: Belcalis Almanzar, Brittany Hazzard, Dave Cappa, Jonah Christian, Jorden Thorpe, June Nawakii, Kenyon Moore, Normani Hamilton, Taylor Ross, Tyler Rohn
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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Dopamine is the debut solo studio album by American singer Normani.

The album features collaborations with Starrah, Gunna, James Blake and Cardi B, along with contributions from Brandy and Victoria Monét.

According to the review aggregator Metacritic, Dopamine received "generally favorable reviews" based on a weighted average score of 73 out of 100 from ten critic scores.

The album debuted at number 91 on the Billboard 200, selling 12,000 album-equivalent units.
-Wikipedia
Performed By: Normani
Featuring: Starrah, Gunna, James Blake, Cardi B, Brandy, Victoria Monét
Genre(s): R&B, pop
Length: 41:28
Released: June 14th, 2024
Year: 2024

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