Lyrics

Is a serious thing When gyal waan f is a serious thing And them face get dark is a evilous thing And a Linsted market feel up thing No body weh put are fi sleep first thing Shi a pree a heavy weight yeh pure hustling Meck the bed room shell down peanut thing A no likkle bwoy supn, shi no pree Justin Shi want a bad man fi bad it up Bad it up and maddi, maddi, mad it up Boom, magnum and Guinness dash in a mi cup Black ants fi meck body tough so shi back it up Shi want a bad man fi bad it up Bad it up and maddi, maddi, mad it up Bad bwoy shi waan, shi waan pastor married US Black ants fi meck body tough so shi back it up Gyal waan them hot touch When them drink and tipsy yuh wi get yo back bruk Gyal waan them hot touch Shi waan yo pull are hair, rapped it up and such Yuh haffi bad it up, bad it up, bad it up Yea, bad it up, bad it up, bad it up Yeh yuh haffi bad it up, bad it up, bad it up Hot gyal waan them hot touch Yeh squeeze up are body like truck horn Love a crush are up like crush corn Skin clean and pretty like shi just born Planting pon the land must gwaan Touch up are body yeh the touch warm Shi blow hard like the breeze in a rough storm Shi swell up him head and call him husband But as him cut shi seh come now shi just gone Shi waan the bad bwoy rough it up Rough it up, hardcore wip and hand cuff it up Room temperature wi a tun it up Run come to mi meck mi tun it up, hurry up Meck sure yo love up the gyal them right And them a brag bout how yo money nough High grade cush wid the grabber mi a bun it up Meck mi eye red like mi covisious Yeh, mi open are book and read are Show are mi muscles and tease are Shi hungry, then mi have supn fi feed are AC turn off mi naw breeze are Mi no oral, mi naw do anything fi please are Mi just push out mi love real far Yeh mi love how shi shine, real star Gyal yuh body influence mi Shi waan the bad bwoy rough it up Rough it up, hardcore wip and hand cuff it up Room temperature wi a tun it up Run come to mi meck mi tun it up, hurry up Meck sure yo love up the gyal them right And them a brag bout how yo money nough High grade cush wid the grabber mi a bun it up Meck mi eye red like mi covisious
Writer(s): Carlton Williams, Andre Bedward, Frederick Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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