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Vybz Kartel - Fever
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vybz Kartel
Vybz Kartel
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adidja Palmer
Adidja Palmer
Songwriter
Linton White
Linton White
Songwriter
Marío Dunwell
Marío Dunwell
Songwriter
Otis Blackwell
Otis Blackwell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adidja Palmer
Adidja Palmer
Producer
Linton White
Linton White
Producer
Marío Dunwell
Marío Dunwell
Mixing Engineer

Tekst Utworu

XOXO, my love is very special If you want it, you can have it But don't take me for granted So much, so much So much things I did not say I'm from Portmore, that's in J.A. We can do it on that beach deh Tick, tock, tick, tock Tick, tock, tick, tock Bruk it, set it, bruk it, set it Bruk it, set it, bruk it, set it Backshot, somehow you got Extra, forget me not When it sweet you, weh you seh? (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap) Fever, pon your punani Whine fi me baby, everything criss My good love, mek yuh turn and twist Fever, pon your punani Whine fi me baby, everything criss My good love, mek yuh turn and twist When you look back a yuh, a me that Doggystyle, puppy whisper My cocky so hot, it give the fire fever If yuh cyaan bruk it off, hasta la vista Gyal haffi have a, pussy power Grab it, let go 'quint, lower Go dung, lover, go dung, go back Tattoo, color, warm, summer Milipee walapaa pulupoosilipee Colopum ala my yalapaad Fi li di li belepes fulupuk Fi li di li belepes fulupuk Backshot, somehow you got Extra, forget me not When it sweet you, weh you seh? (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap) Fever, pon your punani Whine fi me baby, everything criss My good love, mek yuh turn and twist Come pose pon your head, you nah dead Wide out, like a sheet spread Likkle twelve lef' Dex, that mash up him head Kahira, gi' him a third world girl instead She siv'-ing, wicked, so she, did it Ram her parish, rev her body Send her cousin, come a Addi When me done, she haffi say, "Daddy!" Milipee walapaa pulupoosilipee Colopum ala my yalapaad Fi li di li belepes fulupuk Fi li di li belepes fulupuk Backshot, somehow you got Extra, forget me not When it sweet you, weh you seh? (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap) Fever, pon your punani Whine fi me baby, everything criss My good love, mek yuh turn and twist Fever, pon your punani Whine fi me baby, everything criss My good love, mek yuh turn and twist Backshot, somehow you got Extra, forget me not When it sweet you, weh you seh? (Bap, bap, bap, bap, bap, bap) Fever Fever, pon your punani Fever Fever, pon your punani
Writer(s): Adidja Palmer, Linton White, Mario Dunwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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