Video musicale

In primo piano

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alkaline
Alkaline
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tad Dawkins
Tad Dawkins
Producer

Testi

Well, well, well, well Well, well, well, well Spoil you Yellow moon, yellow moon Yeah, yeah Bounce fi me, bounce fi me now Rest your standards 'pon the grung fi me now Tek it off, draw it dung fi me now You a hear me Baby, just mek me spoil you Get you anything you like Long as you alright, then me alright Me know you mad, that's why me like you Two ah we mad alike (that's right) Plus your bumper have the proper size So back it up, me deh behind you Just slap it, it mek a noise Snap a random picture, she pretty 'pon any side Mek me spoil you, skin clean, thick thighs Plus she bright, so me no have a choice Well, well, well, well Me dash 'way money 'pon gyal every time Dem kiss dem teeth and pick up every dime But me no know, me no know Me see something inna you And me feel me fi follow me mind God know, a good woman so hard fi find Dem say dem love you Then turn 'round gi' your dawg a shine But baby that a no you 'Cause any man you gi' the fuck haffi honour you Spoil you, but we a no things friends From me see you the first time Waan fuck you since then, Jah know Your tight dress have me inna suspense Me would a mash up if you tell me say We fi be just friends, God know Really waan fi be the one fi mek you life happy Give you your regular cocky Travel the world, who fi stop we no one Mother rate me, bredda, sister everybody But the father don't like 'Cause him hear she call me daddy, oh well Spoil you Get you anything you like, alright Long as you alright, then me alright Me know you mad, that's why me like you Two ah we mad alike, that's right Plus your bumper have the proper size So back it up, me deh behind you Just fi watch you have a vibe, alright Snap a random picture, she pretty 'pon any side Mek me spoil you, real man inna your life, hey Plus she bright, so me no have a choice Well, well, well, well Glow, my baby, glow, my baby New man inna your life and it a show, my baby Whole heap a plans me have fi you, my baby Until me get me first born a you, my baby All that, yeah, she all that And she keep me calm, so me never go off track More than me girl me no know what fi call that And me no see none a me ex weh me would a waan back Weh you like better yet, weh you love? Too pretty fi tan inna house, go, get your stuff Under the moon light, just me and you Strikers at a distance cah you know the sitn go And if you drop me pick you up Me back you up and stick you up Beat you with the lumber 'pon your flesh Till you give up, yeah Mek you feel special all year 'round And a no only when your birthday come Grab on 'pon me Spoil you, get you anything you like Long as you alright, then me alright Me know you mad, that's why me like you Two ah we mad alike Plus your bumper have the proper size So back it up, me deh behind you Just slap it, it mek a noise Snap a random picture, she pretty 'pon any side Mek me spoil you, skin clean, thick thighs Plus she bright, so me no have a choice Well, well, well, well
Writer(s): Katrina Irons, Earlan Austere Bartley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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