Letra

Microphone know me Gyal yo Burna boy, them wanna know me She say me give her the wickedest luv Yh she say me giving her the wickedest luv Say she can't get enough of this luv Burna boy a give the girl the wickedest luv She say emi o lo o She say emi o lo o She say emi o lo o Yo, right! Girl, you need to get your fuckin mind right Drunk in the booty, breezy cannot drive right Chics talking more tweets than a timeline So, I'mma getting beating like a tambourine Calories burning, spliffs in the morning, baby I'mma spark a joint Then we fuckin on the moon feeling paranoid Cumming all over the fuse seeking asteroids, stars and the asteroids Collide that big back, now she moaning tell her friends, that's a??? (Ah, shit!) Then she trash talk, for the record she likes it lowkey no caps lock But still me give her the wickedest luv Gyal a say me giving them the wickedest luv (Ya mad?) Me give the girl the wickedest luv Gyal a say me giving them the wickedest... Emi o lo o She say emi o lo o 3x Say mi nuh fih tell no gyal down to me Mi nuh tell no gyal down to me As you can see, man a??? like P. I. M.P Ya mad! Yeah yeah yeah ya mad Man a ask girl that me say ya mad If she gyal wanna turn me to her dad No, no, no I give her the wickedest luv Man a give gyal the wickedest luv Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv uhn Say me a give gyal the wickedest... You know I, cah me give the gyal the wickedest luv Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv (Ya mad?) Me give the gyal the wickedest luv Gyal a know me give the gyal the wickedest... Emi o lo o She say emi o lo o 3x Girl, you need to get your fuckin mind right Why 're you acting so crazy It's been about two weeks right now Late night night conversations Now you want to have my baby? I've got this girl named Shade She be all up in my lo le She coming big boy life for the party Moet Chandon man I never do the Andre Outcast, get it to my home Give it to her strong like she sipping on Patrone Other dudes now, they ain't never bother LOS so wicked, like a step mother Hoolla hoop, tell me what you wanna do If you want to have sex, I'mma get you to my zoo She ever take with me, she never fake Cos I eat that putty good, I put it on my dinner You know I, cah me give the gyal the wickedest luv Gyal a say me give the gyal the wickedest luv (Ya mad?) Me give the gyal the wickedest luv Gyal a know me give the gyal the wickedest... Emi o lo o She say emi o lo o 3x
Writer(s): Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu, Piriye Isokrari, Eric Isaac Utere Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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