Lalla

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better better

Go

Rock your hips

Go go

You could do yo shit

Do yo thang

Woah woah

Ain't gon' miss this shot

No no

She a pistol to my dome

I'm a London boy but I come from bled

What's that old man saying?

They keep on saying, that's closed mouths don't get fed

I'm eating the tagine with khubz and jded

But I rather the lamb instead

So I told Lalla let me order again

Having a beef, call on your men

She wanna teeth and ball in a Benz

And he want to be so cool but he ain't

This is just how we was raised in the ends

We wanted to ball till we fall in the paint

Had to just learn that life is harsh

But you still go hard till you move to a place

Out in Morocco with the UK plates

And you are my baby so you stay safe

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better better

Go

Rock your hips

Go go

You could do yo shit

Do yo thang

Woah woah

Ain't gon' miss this shot

No no

She a pistol to my dome

Habiba dyeli

I'm on my way, get ready

She cooking for me bent bledi

And I know that you sleep on sederi

Med hshmshi welo hadi

Hadi bleti

Jump in the car just aji

It's just me, I'm not with all the drari

Let's take us a trip to Kech

Let's see if we even mesh

I know it's haram to sex

But I wanna see what's pawn that dress

Yeah I'm a dog and I earned that rep

Jakes to the right so I swerve that left

I come from a place where work is theft

And they wanna know what's working next

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better

Lalla

I want you deba

Oh, aji hnaya

You make me better better

Go

Rock your hips

Go go

You could do yo shit

Do yo thang

Woah woah

Ain't gon' miss this shot

No no

She a pistol to my dome