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MINI SKIRT WARRIOR

1. Legend Has It

Legend has it
She never left the club
The club was built around flowerovlove
flowerovlove
love
flowerovlove
Who is she?
flowerovlove
She makes onions cry
flowerovlove
When she got married her father-in-law asked for her blessings
flowerovlove
One more time flower love
One more time flowerovlove
One more time flower ov
One more time flowerovlove
flowerovlove, she’s my favourite pop star
You know the girl with the afro and the miniskirts
Cute heels and her socks are thigh high
She’s so fly

Produced by PomPom, Joyce Cisse and Wilfred Cisse
Recorded by Kellen Pomeranz, Wilfred Cisse at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Wilfred Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Wilfred Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz

Bass, Guitar: Kellen Pomeranz

Programming: Kellen Pomeranz, Wilfred Cisse

2. In My Victoria’s Secret

I’m so obsessed
God, I feel like shit
I’m so up his ass
I’m too hot to be
Feeling like this
But I’m just a girl
And he’s just a guy
And he might be tall
And he’s really really nice
But he li i i ies

And I cry
In my Victoria’s Secret
Why
Can’t I just God damn leave him
I’m not an easy girl to impress
How did I let a 5 at best
Waste 1 night
In my Victoria’s Secret

I’m a real bad bitch, I’m the one
I’m the wifey
Won’t see me in the kitch
Unless we’re getting spicy
A real bad fit
And we’re talking every nighty
Yuh huh
’Cause I’m just a girl
And he’s just a guy
And he might be tall
And I love looking in his eyes
But he lies

And I cry
In my Victoria’s Secret
Why
Can’t I just God damn leave him
I’m not an easy girl to impress
How did I let a 5 at best
Waste 1 night
In my Victoria’s Secret

He’ll waste my night
He’ll fuck up my life
He’ll waste my time
He’ll waste my night
He’ll fuck up my life
He’ll waste my time
Now I want it, I, I want, I want it all
Picking up the phone every time that you call
Yeah, I can’t believe I let him see me in a bra

And I cry
In my Victoria’s SecretWhy
Can’t I just God damn leave him
I’m not an easy girl to impress
How did I let a 5 at best
Waste 1 night
In my Victoria’s Secret

© Joyce Cisse publishing designee (PRS) / WC Music Corp. and RRR Dream World All rights administered by WC Music Corp (ASCAP) / Smells Like Good Music (ASCAP). All rights administered worldwide by Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

Produced by Ryan Raines
Recorded by Ryan Raines at Bucky’s Backhouse, Van Nuys, CA
Mixed by Miro Mackie, North Hollywood, CA
Assistant Mixer: Hamish Patrick
Written by Joyce Cisse, Ryan Raines, Steph Jones

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Steph Jones, and Ryan Raines

Programming, Synthesizer, Guitar, Keys: Ryan Raines

3. American Wedding

I do, I do, I do
Huh me
I do, I do, I do

I know you’re sick of me
I know you know
It’s been bittersweet
You let me go
Well tell me this isn’t real life
It can’t be right
I love you, so don’t die

I don’t wanna party
Just want your damn self
You’re gonna love me
And I put you on a shelf
Don’t want nobody
Don’t want nobody else

Meet me in Vegas, baby
I wanna have your babies
I wanna be First Lady
Tell me I’m the one
Come save me
I want my baby back
I’m getting too attached
I get what I can’t have
My American wedding
American wedding (uh)
With you
You
You

Sitting in a backyard
Need your attention
Did I take it too far?
I think you’re messin’
I really like you
I do
I think you’re so cute (so cute)
Your existence
Is my fixin’
I can’t do without you
I won’t listen
Nah, nah, nah

Meet me in Vegas, baby
I wanna have your babies
I wanna be First Lady
Tell me I’m the one

Come save me
I want my baby back
I’m getting too attached
I get what I can’t have
My American wedding
American wedding (uh)
With you
You
You

I want my baby back
You know I’m so attached
I want my baby back
So bad

You weren’t in Vegas, baby
You didn’t really love me
You didn’t see it in me
And all I really wanted
Was a chance to get my baby back
But it ended just like that (oh, oh)
It ended just like that (oh)
My American wedding

© Joyce Cisse publishing designee (PRS) / Hopefully Recoups Publishing (BMI) / Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. and Stonestreet Works (BMI). All rights on behalf of itself and Stonestreet Works administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. / Marquise Cut Publishing and Pleasure Ryland (BMI). All rights administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.

Produced by Russ Chell and Ryland Blackinton
Recorded by Russ Chell and Ryland Blackinton at Facet House Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Russell Chell, Skyler Stonestreet, Ryland Blackinton

Programming, Electric Guitars, Acoustic Guitars: Russ Chell
Programming, Electric Guitars, Acoustic Guitars, Bass Guitar: Ryland Blackinton

4. shady

Call me on the weekend
Think I’ll be like come and get it
You’re a fucking menace
Thought it was you for a second
Wait I’m still at the restaurant
And it’s kinda scary
Think you’re a lost cause
When it comes to me

This shit’s expired
I’m too damn tired
Think I’ll retire
Think I’ll retire

I think I’ll end it all
Had me then you fumbled us
Bro said he knew a spot
And told me that he loved me loved me lots
Do you even think at all?
Want me then you break up
Say you don’t know how to love
Shady, shady, shady, shady

Think they should arrest you
I know that’s harsh that’s cruel
I wished, I wished, I wished you well
No, baby, you go rot in hell
Right now
To you it was little
But it hit me and I can’t go back

I think I’ll end it all
Had me then you fumbled us
Bro said he knew a spot and told me that he loved loved me lots
Do you even think at all?
Want me then you break up
Say you don’t know how to love
Shady, shady, shady, shady

I think I’ll end it all
Had me then you fumbled us
I can’t help feeling like you lie just like a sociopath
Do you even think at all?
Want me then you break up
Maybe you’re just hard to love
Shady, shady, shady, shady

Time
I gave you all of it
I’d do it all again
If you text, “Hi”
You’re heavy in my head
But I know better yeah
’Cause baby

That’s not my man
That’s not even a fucking man

© Joyce Cisse publishing designee (PRS) / Egg Yolks Publishing/Administered by Songs of Universal, Inc. (BMI) / Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. and Stonestreet Works (BMI). All rights on behalf of itself and Stonestreet Works administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp.

Produced by PomPom
Recorded by PomPom at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet

Background Vocals: Skyler Stonestreet
Guitar, Bass, Background Vocals, Synths: Kellen Pomeranz
Guitar: John Schroeder

5. 16 Seconds

I don’t give a shit
Where the fuck you are
Whoever you’re with
Send her my regards
She thinks it’s forever
She thinks that you’re grown
’Cause you came back home

Oh, does she know you call my phone every 16 seconds?
Honey, that’s just what you do
You love to keep ’em guessing
Oh, does she know she’s a backup she’s a close close second?
You realize when she falls asleep
I ain’t her and
She ain’t me

Is the truth hard to believe
I ain’t her and she ain’t me?

If you’re so in love
Go and act like it
If she’s so the one
Why’s it one sided?
Say she’s the only girl
When you put on a show
Oh, does she know?

Is that where you wanna be if I ain’t her and she ain’t me?

Oh, girl lock your door
That’s no man
That’s a manwhore
If you see him out somewhere on the streets
I beg you don’t bring him back to me
X2

Produced by Steve Mac
Recorded by Chris Laws and Daniel Pursey at Rokstone Studios, London, UK
Written by Joyce Cisse, Steve Mac, Ines Dunn, Julian Ambs

Background Vocals: Ines Dunn, flowerovlove
Keyboards: Steve Mac
Guitars: Phillip James

6. Don’t Even

Two months of therapy
Head feeling squeaky clean
I’m doing it finally
Don’t fuck this up for me
The cycle, it has die
It killed me to say goodbye
Now, I’m back to life, you see
So don’t fuck this up for me

Toxic
Eternal opposites
I better watch it
Gotta be cautious
Vicious the way you kiss it
I get butterflies
Oh my God
I could die, I could die

Don’t even think about it baby
I’m not coming over
Over
Don’t even think about it, I’ve already gotten my closure
I swore that last night’s gonna be the last time
Just like I told ya
So don’t even think about it, baby, I’m not coming over
Don’t even think about it
Don’t even think about it
Don’t even think about it
Don’t even, don’t even

Matches and kerosine
“Boyfriend” you’re playing me
But I’m gonna win you’ll see
We’re ancient history

Toxic
Eternal opposites
I better watch it
Gotta be cautious
Vicious the way you kiss it
I get butterflies
Oh my God
I could die, I could die

Ah, what’s a girl to do
When you look at me like that
Pulling every move
I ain’t falling for that trap
Ah, throwing up the deuces
Never coming back no
And the truth is I need ya like a heart attack

Don’t even think about it, baby
I’m not coming over
Don’t even think about it, I’ve already gotten my closure

Produced by Noah Conrad
Recorded by Noah Conrad at Noah’s Home Studio, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Noah Conrad, Casey Smith

Background Vocals: flowerovlove

7. Debonair

Met you at a party
I went as an after thought
Just come from Pilates
You stopped in your tracks to talk
Do you think I’m sweaty or pretty or stupid or maybe kinda hot?
You asked me my name
Pretty much lost my tongue and I said
My alias or my government document one
Wanna seem like the kinda girl who’s always on the run
The kinda girl you want

’Cause you’re so debonair
Yeah, you own the room and
Mums always saying that one’s bad news
But I’m like, “Hey Mom, I think she’s pretty cool”
No, I’ve never known a girl like you
’Cause you’re so fucking pretty that I wanna kiss you
I’m waiting at the altar and I got your black suit
I could eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner too
No, I’ve never known a girl like you
Never even liked a girl but I like you

We’re
Smoking in the bathroom
You asked me if I liked Blonde
Are you kidding?
I know like every single song by heart
And it tears me apart
That I’ll never have a face like you
Standing in the airport
I want you bad
Why you gotta look me up and down like that
Those pretty brown eyes and I can’t hold back
Ooo

I want you you
So, kiss me like you want me too oo
Let’s get fucking crazy
Meg and Harry
Down on one knee
Go to war and leave your family
Never known a girl like you
Never never known a girl like you
Never known a girl like you
Never never known a girl like you
Never known a girl like you
Never never known a girl like you

Produced by PomPom and Joyce Cisse

Recorded by PomPom at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA

Written by Joyce Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz

Published by Joyce Cisse publishing designee (PRS) / Egg Yolks Publishing/Administered by Songs of Universal, Inc. (BMI)

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Kellen Pomeranz

Programming, Guitar, Bass, Piano: Kellen Pomeranz

8. I’m your first

I’m in cars
I’m on planes
You’re in bars
I’m on stage
Match my shoe with my bag
And my hair with my face
I don’t wanna cause a fuss
But I don’t know what to say
I’m your crush
And your crush’s crush
And your crush’s fav

I’ll show you something special
And I show something new
Baby, it’s so obvious you don’t know what to do

Oh my God
You’re cooked, admit you like it
You won’t go back now that you tried it
You ain’t ever had a girl like this
I know I’m your first bad bitch

I see the way I look in the mirror
I’m hot as shit
It couldn’t be any clearer
You can’t believe that I exist
I know I’m your first bad bitch

It’s exciting, baby, you should come own it
It’s a milestone, it’s your big moment
In your crush career, you got promoted
I’m your trophy
Come hold it

I’ll show you something special
And I’ll show something new
Baby, it’s so obvious you don’t know what to do

Oh my God
You’re cooked, admit you like it
You won’t go back now that you tried it
You ain’t ever had a girl like this
I know I’m your first bad bitch

I see the way I look in the mirror
I’m hot as shit
It couldn’t be any clearer
You can’t believe that I exist
I know I’m your first bad bitch

Ooh
Ooh
I know I’m your first bad bitch

Tell your friends
You’re a whole new person
Took the heart of bad bitch virgin

Produced by Steve Mac and 444BOY
Recorded by Chris Laws and Dan Pursey at Rokstone Studios, London, UK
Written by Joyce Cisse, Steve Mac, Ines Dunn

Background Vocals: Ines Dunn
Keyboards: Steve Mac, 444BOY
Drum Programming: Chris Laws, 444BOY
Guitars: Phillip James

9. What happened

I look at you in a photo
All of a suddenly you gave up on knowing me anymore
It’s violent, now I’m alone
You’re right at the heart of me
But you’re not a part of me anymore

Blame it on the timing
Went from everything to silence
I really wish you kept on trying
Now

And I don’t know what happened
Oh, what happened?
’Cause now you’re acting like we never happened
I don’t know what happened
Now we’re acting super sad yeah
When whoa
We were holding on through hot and cold
Used to kiss my neck
And now you’re at my throat
You were everything
Now, I don’t know what happened
Oh, what happened
It’s like we
We never happened

You’re on my mind it’s 3am
I know the following
I’ll probably be calling you in a sec
I know it’s wrong
But in my defense
I drive us to the edge
But you end up pushing us off a cliff

’Cause
I put it on all the table
Why you acting like an a-hole
Got me feeling so unstable
And I

And I don’t know what happened
Oh, what happened
’Cause now you’re acting like we never happened
I don’t know what happened
Now we’re acting super sad yeah
When whoa
We were holding on through hot and cold
Used to kiss my neck
And now you’re at my throat
You were everything
Now I don’t know what happened
Oh, what happened
It’s like we
we never happened

You better
You better
You better
You better tell that boy goodbye
You know he just another guy
Ooo, sleeping real good at night
You got tears in your eyes
While he’s out with his guys

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah

Baby, what happened?
Tell me what happened

© Joyce Cisse publishing designee (PRS) / Don Wyan Music (BMI). All rights administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. / Music of Big Family/Bing Fazio Music (BMI) (Administered by Hipgnosis Songs Group) publishing designee / Music of Big Family/Theonmon Songs (BMI) (Administered by Hipgnosis Songs Group) / Universal Music Publishing Ltd. (ASCAP) / Kenny + Betty Tunes, LLC publishing designee (ASCAP). All rights administered by WC Music Corp. / Egg Yolks Publishing/Administered by Songs of Universal, Inc. (BMI)

Produced by PomPom, Joyce Cisse and Max Margolis

Recorded by Kellen Pomeranz at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, John Ryan, Ian Franzino, Andrew Haas, Ines Dunn, Amy Allen, Kellen Pomeranz

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Kellen Pomeranz
Guitar: Kellen Pomeranz, Max Margolis
Bass: Kellen Pomeranz, Max Margolis
Piano: Kellen Pomeranz, Max Margolis
Programming: Kellen Pomeranz, Max Margolis

10. KISS KISS KISS

Oh my gosh, I’m totally buggin’
I’m totally in love with him

I know I just met you
You’re an architect
With bad tattoos
And you’re making big plans that you don’t usually do
I’m out here in California
You’re just around the corner
You say wanna see me then you don’t want to
(You don’t want to)

Thinking ’bout you taking me for dinner
Hold me on the coldest winter
Putting that ring on my ring finger
I can see the whole damn picture

Give me your lips
Your lips on mine
What’s a kiss?
A kiss anyway
Waste all your time
Your time with mine
What’s a kiss?
A kiss anyway

Ooo
And now I’m waiting outside your door
Ooo
And it’s only been like 24 (hours)
Ooo
It’s obvious I’m the one you’re looking for looking for

Not a day
Not a fucking day goes by
Without you wrapped around my mind
When you got that face
That pretty fucking face
Can’t lie
I could talk about you like a God

Thinking ’bout you taking me for dinner
Hold me on the coldest winter
Putting that ring on my ring finger
I can see the whole damn picture

Give me your lips
Your lips on mine
What’s a kiss?
A kiss anyway
Waste all your time
Your time with mine
What’s a kiss?
A kiss anyway

Ooo
And now I’m waiting outside your door
Ooo
And it’s only been like 24 (hours)
Ooo
It’s obvious I’m the one you’re looking for looking for

Even though you were born in 1999
And I got my face all up and over
The New York Times
I don’t know, but if you asked me, I could swear that we’re meant to be
You should just lean into me
K- I-S-S-I-N-G

You should just lean into me
K- I-S-S-I-N-G

Produced by PomPom and Joyce Cisse
Recorded by Kellen Pomeranz at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet
Programming, Guitar, Bass, Piano: Kellen Pomeranz

11. baby

I-I-I’m miserable
(Yeah)
Now I’m here without you
It’s physical (yeah)
But that’s all that you knew
Clinal
How I’m still thinkin’ ’bout you (you, you)

Wish I didn’t but I do
Wish I didn’t but it’s true
I can’t help it but I’ve tried to
And I’m tired of still missin’
You
I’m missin’ missin’

You
Wish I was
Kissin’ kissin’
You
I’m missin’ missin’
You, you, you

I want my baby
You were baby
Baby
What happened to us
I couldn’t save us
No way
Now I’m so lonely
You used to hold me
Crazy
Baby

Uh huh, uh, uh, uh
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh

You you knew
I blew the truth
’Cause I was sad in my bedroom
I was crying in the men’s room
All my friends tell me they hate you
And I tell them you don’t know him like I do
Know him like I do
Don’t know him like I do
Know him like I do

Yet I’m still missin’
You
I’m missin’ missin’
You
Wish I was kissin kissin
You
I’m missin’ missin’
You, you, you

I want my baby
You were baby
Baby
What happened to us
I couldn’t save us
No way
Now I’m so lonely
You used to hold me
Crazy
Baby

Uh huh, uh, uh, uh
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh
Baby

I’ll write a song
I’ll call you out
’Cause you’re a liar
I’ll tell your mum
I hate her son
But I’d take him right back
It’s in my guts
Tip of my tongue
Friendly reminder

You were my baby
Now you’re so far away
Call you a stranger
And babe that’s so strange
Said you’d be there for me
But that’s just not the case
And I still love you
But it’s just not the same

Produced by PomPom and Joyce Cisse
Additional Production by Liam Maye
Recorded by PomPom at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet

Background Vocals: flowerovlove, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet
Guitar, Bass, Piano: Kellen Pomeranz
Programming: Kellen Pomeranz, Liam Maye

12. girls will be girls (feat. WILLOW)

Don’t gotta say it
You know we’re sacred
Through all our phases
Better when we’re changing
Ages on ages

Shit gets so vicious
I wanna quit this
Put on my cherry plum lipstick
Keeping my guard up
Maybe that’ll fix it

Crying at the club
’Cause somebody you love is holding tight to her hand
I don’t give a damn
So, I bottle it up

Feel like you’re too much
Friends say it’s his loss
Let’s get lost
Let’s have fun
We don’t gotta bite our tongue
’Cause girls will be girls
Will be girls will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Girls will be girls

Such a beautiful and grotesque creature
She’s a fierce lover and her touch is lethal
If you want to know the truth
Just get on your knees and keep tryna please her
She will be your teacher
The future she is leading
If you notice her smile burns like a fire
Or you can find her

Crying at the club
’Cause somebody you love is holding tight to her hand
I don’t give a damn
So, I bottle it up

I kinda miss her honey
’Cause she was so young and free
Now, she’s growing in worries
Who is she supposed to be

My eyes
My light
My thighs
My pride
My mind
My alibi
My vibe
And I’m the prototype
Gotta thank my mom for my life

’Cause girls will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
(Can’t a girl be a girl be a girl)
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
Will be girls
(I just wanna be a girl)
’Cause girls will be girls

Girls will be girls

Produced by PomPom, Joyce Cisse and WILLOW
Additional Production by Kaleb Waterman
Recorded by Kellen Pomeranz at PomPom Studios, Los Angeles, CA
Written by Joyce Cisse, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet, WILLOW

Vocals: flowerovlove, WILLOW
Background Vocals: flowerovlove, WILLOW, Kellen Pomeranz, Skyler Stonestreet
Programming: Kellen Pomeranz, WILLOW, Kaleb Waterman
Bass, Guitar: Kellen Pomeranz, WILLOW
Piano: WILLOW

WILLOW appears courtesy of Three Six Zero Recordings LLC.

Mixed by Mitch McCarthy at The Wheelhouse, Vancouver, BC, except In My Victoria’s Secret mixed by Miro Mackie, North Hollywood, CA
Mastered by Nathan Dantzler at The Hit Lab, Nashville, TN

A&R: Aria McKnight, Sergio Vega, Jesse Dickson
A&R Coordinator: Kate Brown
A&R Admin: Su-Rmi Givens
Business Affairs: Debbie Flores
Marketing: Bridie Connellan, Ava Verhoeven
Creative Lead: Tenzin Tsepel
Digital Marketing: Regan Banvard
Artist Relations: Ali Levy, Christina Perez

Visual Direction: Wilfred Cisse
Photography: Yana Van Nuffel
Art Direction: Tenzin Tsepel
Illustration: Ashley Setiawan
Management: Jesse Dickson, Sarah Stennett, Gabby Endacott

Capitol Music Group Thanks: Tom March, Lillia Parsa, Geoff Harris, Stephen Hallowes, Liz Rank, Debbie Flores, Jen Ashworth, Orla Gorman, Kieran Thurgood, Erin Cooney

Hi guys thank you so much for buying my record I’m so damn grateful what the heck! This is my first album and it wouldn’t have been possible without a team. I firstly want to thank my older brother Wilfred Cisse for getting me to make music and writing my first 2 songs for me until I grew into the songwriter that I am today. Secondly, I want to thank my management Jesse Dickson and Sarah Stennett for believing in me and taking a chance on a 16-year-old girl from South London who wants to be a superstar and fashion icon. I made this album very closely with my friends Skyler Stonestreet and Pom Pom who emotionally, mentally, and spiritually nurtured and helped me grow into the writer that I am through conversation, experiences, and time! Thank you to all the producers and writers on this album that helped my vision of Mini Skirt Warrior come to life and thank you to the team at Capitol Records for all the long nights. I also want to thank Ashley Setiawan for the beautiful animations of the Mini Skirt Warrior character. Finally, and most importantly, I want to thank my mum and family for all the gracious belief and support. I love my mum.