"Private" lyrics
(feat. Rexx Life Raj)
(!llmind with the loophole)
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you (Yeah, yeah), oh, oh
This is for me, it's been one week and I'm in love
G. Simmons livin' but this crazy what your kiss does
We ain't even flicked up, we be movin' Harriett
I might have to swap out my McLaren for a chariot
Writing this directly off the private jet from Turks
I've been hurt before but fuck it, I won't fight it if it works
You feel the same way, private villa, Grace Bay
Chef is makin' sushi but look got us drunk like eight waves
We've been gone like eight days
Actually only four, but shit it feels like more
I could tell that your heart feels like mine and my heart feels like yours
This is far from forced, this is natural, like how you walk around
And you're still a ten, killin', damn (Yeah), ayy
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you, oh, oh
We got way too drunk
Off coconut rum
Slipped up, said, "I love you", fuck it, this is what we on
Both of us are young, we might still be dumb
Swimmin' with the moon at 2 AM, hope you the one, yeah (Hope you the one)
Relax, unwind (Yeah)
Take a second for myself sometime
Dig deep 'til I find the diamonds (Yeah)
Public figure on a private island and you with me (With me)
Not iffy (Iffy), not probably (Probably)
And you got my love, my love, my love like Whitney (Whitney)
Like Bobby (Bobby), yeah, I got these feelings
I don't wanna be the only though, uh
Guess I gotta hope you on the same page, uh
Let's live fast, let's fuck slow, uh
Met you and loved you the same day, uh
First person to give you rum, in the villa with the view insane (Come on)
First person to make you cum (Say it), first person to get you a stamp (Yeah)
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you, oh, oh
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you (Yeah, yeah), oh, oh
This is for me, it's been one week and I'm in love
G. Simmons livin' but this crazy what your kiss does
We ain't even flicked up, we be movin' Harriett
I might have to swap out my McLaren for a chariot
Writing this directly off the private jet from Turks
I've been hurt before but fuck it, I won't fight it if it works
You feel the same way, private villa, Grace Bay
Chef is makin' sushi but look got us drunk like eight waves
We've been gone like eight days
Actually only four, but shit it feels like more
I could tell that your heart feels like mine and my heart feels like yours
This is far from forced, this is natural, like how you walk around
And you're still a ten, killin', damn (Yeah), ayy
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you, oh, oh
We got way too drunk
Off coconut rum
Slipped up, said, "I love you", fuck it, this is what we on
Both of us are young, we might still be dumb
Swimmin' with the moon at 2 AM, hope you the one, yeah (Hope you the one)
Relax, unwind (Yeah)
Take a second for myself sometime
Dig deep 'til I find the diamonds (Yeah)
Public figure on a private island and you with me (With me)
Not iffy (Iffy), not probably (Probably)
And you got my love, my love, my love like Whitney (Whitney)
Like Bobby (Bobby), yeah, I got these feelings
I don't wanna be the only though, uh
Guess I gotta hope you on the same page, uh
Let's live fast, let's fuck slow, uh
Met you and loved you the same day, uh
First person to give you rum, in the villa with the view insane (Come on)
First person to make you cum (Say it), first person to get you a stamp (Yeah)
Let me show you more than what you're used to
Everything I have could be for you too, you too, uh
Let me show you more than what you're used to (Oh, oh)
I could introduce you to the new you, new you, oh, oh
Thanks to Matty, Adrian for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Ramon Ibanga Jr., Faraji Wright, Russell Vitale, Alessandro Hug
