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Silk Sonic - An Evening With Silk Sonic Album Lyrics



Silk Sonic - An Evening With Silk Sonic Lyrics






Silk Sonic Intro

One, two, three, four

Who y'all came to see tonight?
Who gon' get the ladies feelin' somethin'? (Ooh)
We gon' lock this groove in tight
(Yeah, uh, well lock it in then)
Don't have us lock this groove down for nothin' (get down)

Oh, oh
Lock, and we got
What you came to see (woo)
Oh (oh, yeah), oh

It's about that time to get out your seats
And make some noise for our host
Give it up for Bootsy Collins

Well alright
It is I, Blaster of the Universe (Blaster of the Universe)
Bootzilla himself
Fellas, I hope you got somethin' in your cup
And ladies? Don't be afraid
To make your way to the stage
For a band that I named
Silk Sonic
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Dernst II Emile, Peter Gene Hernandez, Glen Jr. Boothe
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management




Leave the Door Open

Say baby, say baby, say baby

What you doin'? (What you doin'?)
Where you at? (Where you at?)
Oh, you got plans? (You got plans?)
Don't say that (shut yo' trap)

I'm sippin' wine (sip, sip)
In a robe (drip, drip)
I look too good (look too good)
To be alone (woo-hoo)

My house clean (house clean)
My pool warm (pool warm)
Just shaved (smooth like a newborn)

We should be dancing, romancing, in the east wing
And the west wing of this mansion, what's happenin'?

I ain't playin' no games
Every word that I say
Is coming straight from the heart
So if you tryna lay in these arms

I'ma leave the door open
(I'ma leave the door open)
I'ma leave the door open, girl
(I'ma leave the door open, hopin')

That you feel the way I feel
And you want me like I want you tonight, baby
Tell me that you're coming through

Ooh, you're so sweet (so sweet)
So tight (so tight)
I won't bite (uh-uh)
Unless you like (unless you like)

If you smoke (what you smoke?)
I got the haze (purple haze)
And if you're hungry, girl, I got filets (woo-hoo)

Ooh, baby, don't keep me (waiting)
There's so much love we could be making (shamone)

I'm talking kissing
Cuddling
Rose petals in the bathtub, girl, let's jump in
It's bubblin'

I ain't playin' no games
Every word that I say
Is coming straight from the heart
So if you're tryna lay in these arms

I'ma leave the door open
(I'ma leave the door open)
I'ma leave the door open, girl, mmm
(I'ma leave the door open, hopin')

That you feel the way I feel
And you want me like I want you tonight, baby
Tell me that you're coming through
(C'mon girl)

La, la, la, la-la-la-la
I need you, baby

La, la, la, la-la-la-la
I got to see you, baby

La, la, la, la-la-la-la
Girl, I'm tryna give you this
Ah

Hey, hey
I'ma leave my door open, baby (I'ma leave the door open)

I'ma leave
I'ma leave my door open, girl
(I'ma leave the door open, hopin')
And I'm hopin'
Hopin' that you feel the way I feel
And you want me like I want you tonight, baby
Tell me that you're coming through, woo

(La, la, la, la-la-la-la)
Tell me (tell me that you're coming through)

Woo, woo-woo, woo, woo-woo, woo, woo-woo
Woo, woo-woo, woo, woo-woo, woo, woo-woo

(La, la, la, la-la-la-la) la, la, la, la-la
(Tell me that you're coming through)

Girl, I'm here just waiting for you (ayy)
Come on over, I'll adore you (I gotta know)
(La, la, la, la-la-la-la)
I'm waiting, waiting, waiting for you (tell me that you're coming through)
Girl, I'm here just waiting for you
Come on over, I'll adore you
(La, la, la, la-la-la-la)
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Writer: Brandon Anderson, Christopher Brown, Dernst Emile, Peter Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Verse One Media LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Fly As Me

One, two, make you wanna, uh
Yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

Now have you ever been with a player?
Take you downtown where they treat me like the mayor
Take you to the crib, we can take it upstairs (what's upstairs?)
Shit, I'ma show you later
Don't need a spatula, everything catered
Extra flavor, go 'head
Sprinkle some truffle on your mashed potatoes
I'm tryna love, is you gon' love me back?
You only get what you give, ain't you heard of that?

Look here
I don't ask for much
You know what I want
I just want what's fair (huh)
I'll bring that fire and desire, baby
All you gotta do is meet me halfway there, uh

I deserve to be
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly
And you deserve to be seen
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly

Oh, don't let 'em trick you with the jibb talk (ow)

Uh, okay, now Silk Sonic smooth like a mack
Float like a butterfly on every single track
And the only language that I speak, girl, is facts
So once I give this game to you, I can't take it back
Hollerin' at you from a 1977 Monte Carlo
Hard act to follow, it's showtime
Tryna boo you up like it's the Apollo
Your walk is viscous, let's get down to business
You and me together, woo, that's somethin' different

Ooh, come on
I don't ask for much
I really don't, girl
I just want what's fair
Ha, look here
I'll bring that fire and desire, baby
All you gotta do is this
All you gotta do is meet me halfway there (uh)

I deserve to be
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly
And you deserve to be seen
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly

Nah, for real, I'ma need y'all to understand
Let's get it

If you don't know what we talkin' 'bout
I'ma have the whole band help me spell it out
Yeah, if you don't know what we talkin' 'bout
Class in session, here's your lesson, help me spell it out
F (F), L (L), Y (Y)
You ain't never seen nobody this fly
It's like we back in school again
Now come on children, now spell it
F (F), L (L), Y (Y)
You ain't never seen nobody this fly, ow
And I'm gone, uh

I deserve to be
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly (fly)
And you deserve to be seen (you deserve to be seen)
With somebody as fly as me
Somebody this fly (ow, oh)

In the back
Somebody this fly
Yeah, and I'm looking for somebody this fly
Mmh, I can't help it, I want it all
Silk Sonic, let me get the three-piece and a biscuit, uh
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Peter Gene Hernandez, Dernst Emile, James Edward Ii Fauntleroy, Sean Nicholas Anderson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O CAPASSO, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




After Last Night

Mmh
Damn, I don't even know who I was last night
It's just somethin' about you
You just make me feel, mmh
Was it good for you?
Ooh, baby
Now I don't know what you did when you did what you did
But you did it, girl
See, normally I don't stutter but you d-d-d-d-do it to me
(Silk Sonic)

Wishin' on a shootin' star, say a prayer for me
I hope it comes true, ooh-woo-woo-woo (ah, yeah)
Throw my phone out the window, there's no player in me
Those days are through (those days are over, baby)
Ooh-woo-woo-woo
Ah-ha, ah-ha (uh, wait a minute now)

(Ooh) you put it on me like I never felt before
(Ooh) that gushy, gushy good, girl, I want some more
(Ooh) sweet, sticky, thick and pretty
You changed the game (what you do?)

After last night
After last night, I think I'm in love with you
(I think I'm in love with you)
Woke up and I can't get you out my head
(I've tried, I've tried, come on)
After last night, I don't know what to do
(Baby, you've got to tell me)
When I'm gon' see you again
(Ah, sookie sookie now)

If I still had my phone I'd call every girl I know
And tell them goodbye
Bye, bye (ah, to the moon), ooh
Cars, clothes, diamonds and gold
Anything you want, any place you want
We'll fly, fly, yeah

(Ooh) you put it on me like I never felt before
(Ooh) that gushy, gushy good, girl, I want some more
(Ooh) sweet, sticky, thick and pretty
You changed the game

After last night
After last night, I think I'm in love with you (woo)
(I think I'm in love with you)
Woke up and I can't get you out my head
(I've tried, I've tried, come on)
After last night, I don't know what to do
(Baby, you've got to tell me)
When I'm gon' see you again
(Mh, mh, mh, sock it to me one more time, come on)

Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah (sing)
Ah, yeah, yeah, ahh-ah (Silk Sonic sing)
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah (uh, here it come, baby)
Ah, yeah, yeah, ahh-ah (here it come, girl)
Hey, hey, hey, (ooh) ooh

(After) after last night (last night)
I think I'm in love with you (I think I'm, I think I'm in love with you)
Woke up and I can't get you out my head
(I woke up this mornin' and you're runnin' through my mind, baby)
After last night, I don't know what to do (baby)
(Oh, you got, got to tell me)
When I'm gon' see you again
(Ah, yeah, baby)
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Peter Gene Hernandez, Dernst Emile, James Edward Ii Fauntleroy, Jeremy Reeves, Jonathan Yip, Ray Romulus, Ray Charles Ii Mccullough, Stephen Lee Bruner
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O CAPASSO, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Smokin Out The Window

Wait a minute, this love started off so tender, so sweet
But now she got me smokin' out the window
Mh, mh, mh

Must've spent thirty five
Forty five thousand up in Tiffany's (oh, no)
Got her badass kids runnin' 'round my whole crib
Like it's Chuck E. Cheese (whoa, whoa)
Put me in a jam with her ex-man in the UFC
Can't believe it (can't believe it)
I'm in disbelief

This bitch got me payin' her rent, payin' for trips
Diamonds on her neck, diamonds on her wrist
And here I am all alone (all alone), uh
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
You got me out here

Smokin' out the window (smokin' out the window)
Singin', "How could she do this to me?"
(How could she do this to me?)
Oh, I thought that girl belonged to only me (mmh)
But I was wrong
'Cause she belong to everybody, everybody, ooh

Just the other night she was grippin' on me tight
Screamin', "Hercules" (Hercules, Hercules)
Got me in the club lookin' for a new love
Someone help me please (help me please, help me please)
Baby, why you doin' this? Why you doin' this to me, girl?
Not to sound dramatic, but I wanna die

This bitch got me payin' her rent, payin' for trips
Diamonds on her neck, diamonds on her wrist
And here I am all alone (all alone)
I'm so cold, I'm so cold
You got me out here

Smokin' out the window
(Smokin' out the window of the Benzo, the Benzo)
Singin', "How could she do this to me?" (How? How could she do this?)
Oh, I thought that girl belonged to only me (one thing's fasho)
(One thing's fasho)
But I was wrong (I was wrong)
'Cause she belong (she belong)
To everybody, everybody (yeah, she belong to everybody)
That girl there, she belong to everybody, ooh

(Oh, no)
Look here, baby, I hope you found whatever it is that you need
But I also hope
That your triflin' ass is walkin' 'round barefoot in these streets
Look out

Girl, it breaks my heart that you ain't right here with me
Now I gotta give you back (gotta give you back)
To the city, oh, you got me

Smokin' out the window (hoo-ooh)
Singin', "How could she do this to me?" (How could you?)
(How could you do this, baby?)
Oh, I thought that girl belonged to only me (woo-hoo, ooh)
But I was wrong (I was wrong)
'Cause she belong (she belong)
To everybody, everybody (yeah, she belonged to everybody)
(Yeah, yeah, she belonged to everybody) ooh
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Writer: Brandon Anderson, Peter Hernandez, Dernst Emile II
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Put On A Smile

Oh, looky here, fellas
Take it from your Uncle Bootsy
Ain't no shame beggin' in the rain
Tell her how you really feel

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mm

I could pretend when I'm out with my friends
I ain't thinkin' about you
I could pretend like I ain't in my feelings
But that ain't true, nah
When I called you out your name
That was my ego, my pride and pain
I should be a movie star, the way I play the part
Like everything's okay

Oh, now I try to be the life of the party
All night buyin' shots for everybody
But it's all just an act (yeah)
'Cause I can't have you back (yeah)
Without you, I've been going crazy

Tryna put on a smile (put on a smile)
Tryna fight these tears from cryin'
But Lord knows I'm dyin', dyin'
Tryna put on a smile, smile (put on a smile)
Ooh, out here smilin' like a fool
(When the only thing worth smilin' for)
Baby girl, the only thing worth smilin' for was
You (you)
You
You, you, you, you, you
You

If I could turn back the hands on my Rollie, you know I would
I would've spent all my time makin' sure that my baby good
I'm tryin' hard to hide the shame
I know I'm playin' a dangerous game
But since you've been gone, I ain't been the same
There's only so much a man can fake

Oh, now I try to be the life of the party
All night buyin' shots for everybody
But it's all just an act (yeah)
'Cause I can't have you back (yeah)
Without you, I've been going crazy

Tryna put on a smile (put on a smile)
Tryna fight these tears from cryin'
But Lord knows I'm dyin', dyin'
Tryna put on a smile (put on a smile), baby
Out here smilin' like a fool
(When the only thing worth smilin' for)
Baby girl, the only thing worth smilin' for
(When the only thing worth smilin' for)
Baby girl, the only thing worth smilin' for was
You
You, you

I'm tryna put on a smile (put on a smile)
Oh, whoa, whoa
Tryna fight these tears from cryin'
But Lord knows I'm dyin'
(Put on a smile) oh
I'm smilin' like a fool
(When the only thing worth smilin' for)
Baby girl, the only thing worth smilin' for
(When the only thing worth smilin' for)
Oh, the only thing worth smilin' for was
You (you)
You
You, you, you, you, you
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Peter Gene Hernandez, Dernst Emile, Kenneth Edmonds
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




777

Blow the dice for me, woo
Put your pretty-ass lips together
Blow it real nice for me (blow it real nice for me)
Yeah, I'm tryna hit a lick
And slide to the dealership in the mornin' (why?)
Poppa need a brand new foreign
Uh, hot hand, they not gon' believe me
But check the recordin'

Ooh, just touched down (down), up a few thou' (thou')
Big booty hoes with me in the penthouse (baow)
Bar full of liquor (liquor), cash for the strippers (strippers)
It gon' get weird tonight, so no pictures (nah)

Pretty motherf*cker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven, seven, seven, let's go (ooh-wee)

Yes Lawd (ah)
(Don't touch the money, baby)
(Don't touch the money, baby, oh) woo

Ayy, now we makin' money, now we makin' money
Now we makin' money (one, two, three)

Spin the wheel for me (hoo)
Blackjack, baccarat
Dealer where you at? Deal for me
(Dealer where you at, where you at?)
Woo, give me the chips, give me the chips
Give it some magic, go all in (why?)
I can see the champagne fallin'
I got bills to pay, but bills can wait
Ah, f*ck it, we ballin'

Stacks on stacks (stacks), racks on racks (racks)
Moonwalk to the money like I'm Mike Jack' (ow)
Yes, I'm faded (ayy), pupil's dilated
But the man in the mirror sayin', "Gon' get your paper" (get it)

Pretty motherf*cker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven, seven, seven, let's go (oh)

(Whatever you wanna do, baby)
(I got ya, I got ya)
Oh my God

Silk Sonic
This the big one, uh
You gotta trust your gut (you gotta trust your gut, uh)
Can you feel it? (I can feel it)
Ooh (ooh), this the big one (big money)
You gotta trust your gut (you gotta trust your gut now, now)
Can you feel it? (I can feel it)

Pretty motherf*cker with some money to blow
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
I'm 'bout to buy Las Vegas after this roll
Come on, seven (seven), seven (seven), seven, (woo) let's go

Ah-ha
(I told ya, I told ya, I told ya)
Seven (seven), seven (seven), seven, let's go
(Woo, ooh) they can't deal with me, I swear to God
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Christopher Steven Brown, Dernst II Emile, Peter Gene Hernandez
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Skate

[Anderson .Paak]
Oh my, oh my

In a room full of dimes
You would be a hundred dollars
If bein' fine was a crime
Girl, they'd lock your lil' fine ass up in a tower
The way you move like you do
Ooh, it's like you do it for a livin'
Do a lil' spin, do it again
Shit, look like you playin' for the win, oh, baby

[Bruno Mars & Anderson .Paak, Anderson .Paak]
I'm tryna roll, I'm tryna ride
I'm tryna float, I'm tryna glide
No, no, don't be shy, just take my hand and hold on tight

[Bruno Mars]
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
Slide your way on over (Slide your way on over)
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
I wanna get to know ya (I wanna get to know ya)
Come on
Oh my, oh my

[Bruno Mars]
Got your hair in the wind and your skin glistenin'
I can smell your sweet perfume
Mmm, you smell better than a barbecue
Oh, superstar is what you are
I'm your biggest fan
If you're lookin' for a man, sugar, here I am
Ooh

[Both, Bruno Mars]
I'm tryna roll, I'm tryna ride (I'm tryna ride with ya, darlin')
I'm tryna float, I'm tryna glide
Oh, no, no, don't be shy, just take my hand and hold on tight

[Bruno Mars]
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
Slide your way on over (Slide your way on over)
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
Uh, I wanna get to know ya (I wanna get to know ya)

[Anderson .Paak & Bruno Mars]
I never fall, but tonight, you got me fallin' for you
And only you, you
I'm reachin' out in hopes that you reach for me too
Girl, let's groove
Girl, you got me singin' "Ooh"
My, oh my, my, oh my
My, oh my, my, oh my

[Bruno Mars]
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
Come on, slide your way on over (Slide your way on over)
Oh, skate to me, baby (Skate)
Ah, I wanna get to know you, girl (I wanna get to know ya)
Skate to me, my baby (Skate)
Just slide your way on over (Slide your way on over)
Oh, skate to me, my baby (Skate)
I wanna get to know ya (I wanna get to know ya)
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Writer: Brandon Anderson, Peter Hernandez, Dernst Emile II, Domitille Degalle, JD Beck, James Fauntleroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Blast Off

Clouds are blowin', don't know where we're goin'
But we're levitatin' up in this room (ah-ha-ha)
All these colors just like rainbows in summer
Got us smilin' like our dreams just came true, yeah

I took a little somethin' to get here, yeah, yeah
I got a little more if you're ready, we can have it all

Oh, let's tip-toe to a magical place
Blast off and kiss the moon tonight
We'll watch the world go crazy from outer space
Blast off into the sky

As we're flyin' stars are multiplyin'
We're up so high, we'd be fools to look down (don't look down) (ah-ha-ha)
Shapes turn paisley, this is so amazing
Destination pure sensation starting right now, woo

I took a little somethin' to get here, yeah, yeah
I got a little more if you're ready, we can have it all

Oh, let's tip-toe to a magical place
Blast off and kiss the moon tonight
We'll watch the world go crazy from outer space
Blast off into the sky

Into the sky
Into the sky
Into the sky
Dance all night on Saturn's wing
If you got some friends that you wanna bring
Then come on
It's time to take this party up and beyond

Let's tip-toe to a magical place (yeah, come fly with me)
Blast off and kiss the moon tonight (to the moon and the stars above)
We'll watch the world go crazy from outer space (look)
(You know the place and I got the tickets to get there)
Blast off into the sky (woo)

Blastin' off straight to some good vibrations
Can we take it higher? (Oh yeah)
Blastin' off straight to some good vibrations
Can we take it higher? (Oh yeah)

Blastin' off straight to some good vibrations
Can we take it higher? (Oh yeah) (woo)
Blastin' off straight to some good vibrations
Can we take it higher? (Oh yeah) (come on)
Blastin' off straight to some good vibrations
Can we take it higher? (Oh yeah)

All the way from the stratosphere
Sendin' love from up above
Happy trails, baba
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Writer: Brandon Paak Anderson, Peter Gene Hernandez, Dernst Emile
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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