Lyrics

How you doing? We so lit, so lit (TJ) We so lit, so lit (Konshens) We so lit, so lit (Ladies) Every gyal tun roun' tun roun' Bubbling a gwaun a nuh dead compoun' Pour shhampagne mek yuh haters drown Wi so high, wi nuh waan come down High grade, inna smoking zone Alcohol buss up inna head like stone Couldn't tan a yard fi guh bake and brown So high yuh nuh waan come down Every gyal dash out Bruck out bruck out get crazy When you push it back oh Yuh might get a likkle baby Yes girl yuh a wine right If you have on panty it nuh too tight A rude people a par so the mood right An when yuh tipsy a see yuh inna new light Yuh show a different side That you don't show on the regular Go pon the wifi, air plane mode An tun off cellular Hear mi gyal tun roun' tun roun' Bubbling a gwaun a nuh dead compoun' Pour shampaign mek yuh haters drown Wi so high, wi nuh waan come down High grade, inna smoking zone Alcohol buss up inna head like stone Couldn't tan a yard fi guh bake and brown So high, wi nuh waan come down Girl to look this good take a lot a hard work So yuh no know how itch up inna yaad work Guh pon yuh IG killing all the haters And yuh lifestyle on the elevators Going up Gyal yuh live good Caw yuh work hard New thing drop an a hurt heart Now the song play a nuh your fault Go pon di front page Anyweh mi gyal tun roun' tun roun' Bubbling a gwaun a nuh dead compoun' Pour shampaigne mek yuh haters drown Wi so high, wi nuh waan come down High grade, is a smoking zone Alcohol buss up inna head like stone Couldn't tan a yard fi guh bake and brown So high, wi nuh waan come down We so lit, so lit We so lit, so lit We so lit, so lit Yeah Tun roun', tun roun' Bubbling a gwaun a nuh dead compoun' Pour shampaigne mek yuh haters drown Wi so high, wi nuh waan come down High grade, inna smoking zone Alcohol buss up inna head like stone Couldn't tan a yard fi guh bake and brown So high, wi nuh waan come down A shout Bruck out, bruck out get crazy (oh) When you push it back oh Yuh might get a likkle baby Yes girl, yuh a wine right If you have on panty it nuh too tight A rude people a par so the mood right An when yuh tipsy a see yuh inna new light Yuh so different side That you don't show on the regular Go pon the wifi, air plane mode An tun off cellular Tun roun', tun roun' Bubbling a gwaun a nuh dead compoun' Pour shampaigne mek yuh haters drown Wi so high, wi nuh waan come down High grade, inna smoking zone Alcohol buss up inna head like stone Couldn't tan a yard fi guh bake and brown So high, wi nuh waan come down
Writer(s): Garfield Spence, Michael Adeyinka, Linton White, Ornell Bloomfield Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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