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Deante’ Hitchcock

"Day Party"

[Chorus: Shamba]
You like the way my skin glowing, standing under the sun
But tell me, why you here? Tell me what you want
Ain't a lotta talking, lets get right to the point
Need to cut it out, cut it out

[Verse 1: Shamba]
I'm trying not to disappear underneath the clouds of the Mary Jane
'Cause she talking loud
And I'm in the crowd, tryna make you out
But it's summer nights and it ain't allowed

[Pre-Chorus: Shamba]
I'ma stay where I am with all these people bumping into me
But they energy is making me feel so afraid
I can't believe, I can't believe
So tell me, so tell me, you like what you see

[Chorus: Shamba]
You like the way my skin glowing, standing under the sun
But tell me, why you here? Tell me what you want
Don't need a lotta talking, lets get right to the point
We could cut it out, cut it out

[Verse 2: Shamba]
I'm trying not to think, pour me another drink please, yeah, yeah
Tryna enjoy myself, ain't trippin' off no-one else
I know you see me, I see you too, yeah
You wanna know what I'm tryna do, yeah
It make it happen, it ain't a thing, yeah
You tryna be my, my summer fling

[Bridge: Shamba]
(If I slide you my digits, it's just 'cause we've been here kickin'
I don't want no long distance, I ain't here for no commitment)

[Pre-Chorus: Shamba]
But I'ma stay where I am with all these people bumping into me
But they energy is making me feel so afraid
I can't believe (I can't believe), I can't believe
So tell me, so tell me (So tell me you) you like what you see

[Chorus: Shamba]
You like the way my skin glowing, standing under the sun
But tell me, why you here? Tell me what you want
Don't need a lotta talking, lets get right to the point
We could cut it out, cut it out

[Verse 3: Deante Hitchc*ck & Shamba]
Okay, lil' shawty had a vibe like the magazine
The centerfold show, you know it looks like Angeline
Shawty, you know me
I step to her like a Alpha, I mean Omega
A Theta told her "Lets bounce like a trampoline"
She was a Cancer queen, you know I like them July babies
You drink, I drink, you smoke, I smoke
Well sh*t, then get high baby
Pulled up wit' a stick and she let me hit like I'm side baby
Had her face in the pillow, look like she doing the crybaby
For real, hol' up
I ain't know her but she a freak on the low
That's how I like it though
She ain't prayin' but her knees to the floor
But she be at church on erry Sunday
Not just Easter, I know 'cause sh*t I be goin' wit' her
Shawty a angel, I had to go and get her
(You like the way)
I ain't know that sh*t at the time, she was just fine
And she just got better and better with time, like expensive wine
One night turned to a whole life
I could rewind, I still choose you errytime
Girl, if I'm lying, I'm blind, for real

[Outro: Shamba]
You like the way my skin glowing, standing under the sun
But tell me, why you here? Tell me what you want
Don't need a lotta talking, lets get right to the point
We could cut it out, cut it out
You like the way my skin glowing, standing under the sun
But tell me, why you here? Tell me what you want
Don't need a lotta talking, lets get right to the point
We could cut it out, cut it out

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