Lyrics

Shey you go like to thief my money? Cause I want to eat your work I want to touch your body It's like our two can work Shey you go like to be my honey? Cause I want to lip and lock And you must to kill somebody It's like our two can work Go Gbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste Gbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste O sho ra e Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your booty fat and ya know (Mad o) Bad ah ya know (Bad o) Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your body fat and ya know Your booty bad and ya know Shey you go like to ease my konji? Cause our lips can lock It's like our two can f Oh no! Wetin you think I talk Baby shey you dey there for me Let me know shawty Don't you dare ma lo le It's like you dey dull my loveGbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste Gbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste O sho ra e Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your booty fat and ya know (Mad o) Bad ah ya know (Bad o) Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your body fat and ya know Your booty bad and ya know Baby shey you dey there for me Let me know shawty Don't you dare ma lo le It's like you dey dull my love Gbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste Gbess You dey make a man craze You dey make a man gbess o Omo gimme one taste O sho ra e Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your booty fat and ya know (Mad o) Bad ah ya know (Bad o) Gimme that Slow whine Gimme that Your body fat and ya know Your booty bad and ya know
Writer(s): Simon Duggal, Diamond Jyoti Duggal, Tarsame Singh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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