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Intro Matterhorn is all about sex, yeah Who vex, vex A practice what a preach A Fucks me say as me reach So who nah wan fuck All right girl Chorus Sidong pon it (sidong pon it, mi gal) Cock up pon it (cock up pon it, now gal) Balance pon it (balnce pon it, mi gal) Climb you fa climb and wine you fa wine But... Verse 1 Sorry neva mean fi wake you up But now me couldn't hide it Cuz you sidong pon di buddy, balance and ride it And mi slip in side it and then when fi slide it When she say "Fuck it Out Tony!" Now mi push it up so hard cuz her body tempt me And she said she want a hard wuk, mi gi her plenty Reload becuz it empty, mek anotha entry Cloth and mi mek a century Anytime mi touch ya road, me betta be sure Get a condomn before, mi go down di sea shore Her man dem drive a Rav4, me tek a detour Then me explode inna di belly like a C4 Cock it up and jack it pon di beach of Portmore Now she riding off di cocky, turn mi buddy head sore Whole heap a style mi have it in stock and in store Cau di cocky insure, so what you in for Chorus Verse 2 Cock it up now gal and squeeze it cuz me luv ya winey If you have a g-spot, mi hunt and den mi find it Me say "Baby, come and if it come, mi mine it" And she still a say, "Wuk it up Tony" Baby, bring that pussy, come here so please Mek mi fuck it out and ya bring it fi breed Mi nah go nowhere, mi nah leave Cuz anytime that I see yah, I know my bed won't be empty And my nights there won't be lonely, Cuz each night I face, the pleasure, but you feel pain Verse 3 Sorry neva mean fi wake you up But now me couldn't hide it Cuz you sidong pon di buddy, balance and ride it And mi slip in side it and then when fi slide it When she say "Fuck me Tony!" Now mi push it up so hard cuz her body tempt me And she said she want a hard wuk, mi gi her plenty Reload becuz it empty, mek anotha entry Cloth and mi mek a century Anytime mi touch ya road, me betta be sure Get a condomn before, mi go down di sea shore Her man dem drive a Rav4, me tek a detour Then me explode inna di belly like a C4 Cock it up and jack it pon di beach of Portmore Now she riding off di cocky, turn mi buddy head sore Whole heap a style mi have it in stock and in store Cau di cocky insure, so what you in for Chorus (2x) Repeat Verse 1 Chorus
Writer(s): Taylor Dufton Lafton, Reid Sean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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