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Ooooohhhhh na na na na na Ooohhh na na na Oh, oh gooda dan Yuh nah guh find a gooda man, heh-heh A true ting, like the buddha jean deh-deh Baby, baby Don't you ever swing back round my way You know better, don't swing round my way You find out when it's too late, that I was the Bim-bim-boom-bam-bam Bam-bah-dah-dum-bam-bah Saw your glow Attitude nah match, so mi take it down So yuh wan gwaan bad, suttin' haffi simmer down And you had a drippy man So you see me drown, so you see me drown Hot gyal, she get bad on Saturday Waan call my phone on Saturday See mi style an' pattern on Saturday Saturday, Saturday They know she should've Keep the man that she could've And she try flex, but it nah cool off So mi tell them cool off Don't you ever swing back round my way You know better, don't swing round my way You find out when it's too late, that I was the Bim-bim-boom-bam-bam Bam-bah-dah-dum-bam-bah And so I hit you on a Monday Asking if you free, you can choose day Ain't tryna wed no wife Take you for a fool, we be spending the night Or maybe take you for a drink Friends on ice if you thirsty Bad girl, I want you in the worst way Still ain't heard nuttin' on the Friday So it's bun fire pon' the high grade Was a Saturday (pon' Saturday) Now you see me in the club deh pon your insta Liking all my posts, I get the picture I'm drinking but I don't want no mixer Now you see mi pon the TV, wanna link up now Don't you ever swing back round my way You know better, don't swing round my way You find out when it's too late, that I was the Bim-bim-boom-bam-bam Bam-bah-dah-dum-bam-bah Mmm-mm-mm Whine an' kotch Drop down baby, whine an' stop Say mmm-mm-mm Whine an' kotch Drop down baby, whine an' stop Don't you ever swing back round my way You know better, don't swing round my way You find out when it's too late, that I was the Bim-bim-boom-bam-bam Bam-bah-dah-dum-bam-bah.
Writer(s): Akelle Charles, Louis-rae Beadle, Ras Haile Emmanuel Alexander, Nana Rogues Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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