During the early 1970s, David formed the progressive rock group David Explosion but their one album was not a success. He was a guitarist for Vangelis in the early 1970s.[1] With Vangelis, he also appeared as vocalist on some of his early 1970s albums. David's voice is also heard on the 1974 single "Who" by Vangelis under the name 'Odyssey'. David then joined French rock band Les Variations, appearing on their final album Café De Paris (1975), which featured an early rock-disco crossover "Superman, Superman". When the band broke up, he went solo again. His personal "trademarks" are his sunglasses and his guitar (a white Fender Stratocaster).
His most recognised song was his hit "Words" in 1982, which sold eight million records worldwide, topped various charts around Europe in late 1982, and reached No. 2 on the UK Singles Chart in spring 1983,[3] surpassing a rival version by 1960s hitmakers the Tremeloes, and going on to becoming the 22nd best-selling single in the UK during 1983. The song appears in the Oscar-nominated film for Best Picture, Call Me by Your Name. The song is a catchy, slightly plaintive synth-led mid-tempo ballad sung in a slender, high-pitched voice.
During the 1990s, he took time out from his own music career and focused on writing and composing for other well known artists. David released another album, Words – '99 Version in 2000 which contains mostly covers. In 2009, he released the album Numbers, which was in collaboration with other musicians and featured songs that David himself most preferred.[4]
Between 2010 and 2011, he went on a national French tour of 52 concerts.[4]
Control
F.R. David Lyrics
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Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her
Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
M-I crooked, I was cooking up an old school
Sprinkled it with bad bitch, mixed it up with soul food
Put it on a plate with the bass and tweeters
For them haters, out here starvin', motherfucker I could feed ya
Chrome wheel in the water, might just get me in the summer
It look good don't it? Throw wood on it, with the golden vogue
Love potion on my mind, my pimpin' is an antidote
Cooley High, signing booming sign, knocking butters down
Crack the curb, like my ship emerged, from the underground
One more time, for them folks that know I be shinin'
Whippin' wind and reclining, pressin' diamonds
While I'm
Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers
Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her
Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
I got (?) on my tongue, I talk slick
Catch a chick without using my hands, master (?)
Sliding in my SLAB, slapping Big KRIT
Woofers in the back, tweeters in my (?)
Push button secret stash box for my yammer
Yammer me, yes a pistol, a hammer
Blowing 50's, broccoli in the air
That's that Cali weed, I know that smell anywhere
Mind control, get in the female's head like a Tylenol
(?) yourself, be about your bread, increase your bankroll
Drink and cheefin', my and my heathens bustin' power moves
In the hood, like a mechanic, stickin' to the rims
Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers
Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her
Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
On a mission, just me and Vincent
Your bitch might just come up missin' like a (?)
Known to talk that player shit mama, that's just how I do
My old school look powder blue
We pulled up to the Papadeaux poundin'
Sat down, ordered the clam chowder
I had the lobster bisque
I'm what they talkin' 'bout if the topic is
Money, clothes, hoes, weed smoke
Take your panties off, you don't need those
Real niggas stay stuck to the G code
Never cheat, never off my feet
Never let these niggas see your weakness
If I eat then my niggas eat
Hit the weed then we hit the sheets
That be our little secret
Round and round we go
Unlock and unload
Our remote control
Her mind, her mind
Round and round we go
Unlock and unload
Our remote control
Her mind, her mind
Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers
Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her
Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
The lyrics to F.R. David's song Control seem to be about a man cruising around in his car, searching for a woman who's willing to be with him and fulfill his sexual desires. He talks about mixing old-school attitudes with new-school sensibilities, and how he's able to put his game on display, attracting women who are willing to let him "tweak" them in the bedroom. He describes himself as a "pimp" with an "antidote," and he's not afraid to show off his wealth and power, even as he cruises through the streets listening to music. The line "her mind, her mind, her mind," seems to suggest that he's trying to manipulate women's thoughts and feelings in order to get what he wants from them.
The lyrics to Control are quite explicit, and they don't shy away from discussing raw sexuality and lust. However, they also reveal a deeper level of meaning, as they suggest that the man singing the song is searching for something more than just physical pleasure. He's seeking control over his own life, and he's doing so by dominating the women he encounters. The lyrics suggest that this is a pattern he's been repeating for a long time, and that he's become skilled at manipulating people to get what he wants.
Line by Line Meaning
Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers
I'm driving around in my car with a loud sound system, blasting the bass so everyone can hear.
Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
I'm looking for a woman who is sexually adventurous and willing to let me control her mind and thoughts completely.
M-I crooked, I was cooking up an old school
I'm a cool dude, and I'm putting together a classic sound.
Sprinkled it with bad bitch, mixed it up with soul food
I've added a touch of sexuality to the mix, which is well-balanced with the soulful rhythms.
Put it on a plate with the bass and tweeters
I've finished mixing the music, and it sounds great with the deep bass and high-pitched tweeters.
For them haters, out here starvin', motherfucker I could feed ya
I'm confident in my skills and willing to help others who may be jealous and less successful than me.
With some game, intergalactic, outer-space for brain
I'm very knowledgeable and I have ideas that are out of this world.
Chrome wheel in the water, might just get me in the summer
I have attractive chrome wheels on my car that can catch people's attention during the summer season.
It look good don't it? Throw wood on it, with the golden vogue
I think my car looks great, and I'm willing to add even more enhancements to it, like gold detailing.
Love potion on my mind, my pimpin' is an antidote
I'm always thinking about ways to attract and control women, and I believe my skills are the cure for any problem.
Cooley High, signing booming sign, knocking butters down
I'm a skilled player and I'm always attracting beautiful women.
Crack the curb, like my ship emerged, from the underground
I'm speeding down the road with so much power and energy that it feels like my car is taking off like a spaceship.
One more time, for them folks that know I be shinin'
I'm drawing attention and looking great, especially to those who know me well.
Whippin' wind and reclining, pressin' diamonds
I'm driving fast and feeling comfortable while admiring my diamond jewelry.
I got (?) on my tongue, I talk slick
I have a great way with words and can charm people easily.
Catch a chick without using my hands, master (?)
I'm so skilled at seduction that I can attract women without even touching them.
Sliding in my SLAB, slapping Big KRIT
I'm cruising in my car while playing music by Big KRIT.
Woofers in the back, tweeters in my (?)
My car sound system has powerful woofers and sharp tweeters for the best listening experience.
Push button secret stash box for my yammer
I have a hidden compartment in my car for storing drugs.
Yammer me, yes a pistol, a hammer
I'm willing to carry a gun to protect myself and my interests at all times.
Blowing 50's, broccoli in the air
I'm smoking marijuana and blowing smoke in the air while riding around town.
That's that Cali weed, I know that smell anywhere
I'm familiar with the scent of Californian marijuana, which is what I'm smoking.
Mind control, get in the female's head like a Tylenol
I know how to manipulate women mentally and emotionally, just like a pain medication.
(?) yourself, be about your bread, increase your bankroll
Put in the effort to make money and increase your wealth, it's worth it.
Drink and cheefin', my and my heathens bustin' power moves
I'm drinking alcohol and smoking marijuana with my friends while making big, bold decisions in life.
In the hood, like a mechanic, stickin' to the rims
I'm fully involved in my community, like a mechanic working on cars, and focusing on my wheels and improving my ride.
On a mission, just me and Vincent
I have a goal in mind, and it's just myself and one of my friends accompanying me.
Your bitch might just come up missin' like a (?)
I'm so persuasive that I may be able to convince another man's girlfriend to leave him and be with me instead.
Known to talk that player shit mama, that's just how I do
I'm known for talking convincingly about how I'm a player, and that's just the way I am.
My old school look powder blue
My classic car is a beautiful, light blue color.
We pulled up to the Papadeaux poundin'
I went to a restaurant called Papadeaux and arrived in style, with music blasting from my car.
Sat down, ordered the clam chowder, I had the lobster bisque
I sat down to eat and ordered two types of soup, clam chowder and lobster bisque.
I'm what they talkin' 'bout if the topic is money, clothes, hoes, weed smoke
I'm the center of attention when people are talking about topics like money, fashion, women, and marijuana.
Take your panties off, you don't need those
I'm very confident in my ability to pleasure women and make them feel comfortable enough to remove their underwear.
Real niggas stay stuck to the G code
I follow a code of ethics and behavior that is respected in my community.
Never cheat, never off my feet
I'm always working hard, never taking shortcuts or cheating in any way.
Never let these niggas see your weakness
I never show my vulnerabilities to other men, only to women and close friends.
If I eat then my niggas eat
If I'm successful and make money, I will share it with my friends and make sure they're taken care of.
Hit the weed then we hit the sheets
I smoke marijuana with my friends before sleeping with women.
That be our little secret
We keep our activities and exploits private and concealed.
Round and round we go, unlock and unload, our remote control, her mind, her mind
I'm manipulating women's minds and actions in a way that makes it seem like I'm controlling them like a remote control.
Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers
I'm cruising through town in my car with a loud sound system.
Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind
I'm looking for a sexually adventurous woman who will let me control her thoughts and actions completely.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: EARL STEVENS, CAMERON JIBRIL THOMAZ, JUSTIN SCOTT
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@sheilanunes9661
F R. David i love you ❤️
@Elle-xz3nv
I LOVE F R DAVID.
@lourdesinacio891
Bela voz! Suave!
@fatimasales6712
Oi! Estou viciada nas suas musicas David.
@giftswan6792
I love FaR David
@enajsepol8209
Beautiful.
@helenageneroso604
Very beautiful song.
@catherinenazaruk7117
Great song!
@fLs55
master piece
@liansouto2161
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻⭐️