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Hmm, yea
And you know how me dweet,
And we know we dweet and we dweet when we come through
Yea, dadadadadadada
And you know we out here
Tip a likkle inna mi cup
Bare vibes, gyal a cripple from me touch
She's like "No the Grip is not enough"
And when you whine, yea mi cyah get enough
Smaddy say fi stir it up
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
And if you slip you slide, then you cyah pick it up
When I see you mi wah reach out and speak out
Yea mi affi speak out yea
And yuh clean skin make me affi reach out yea
Black skin, brown, pretty, bleach out
Bicycle ride wid di three spokes
Bike buss, everything a leak out, yea
My chest coulda never leak out
And we out here, yea we nuh three joke
Tip a likkle inna mi cup
Bare vibes, gyal a cripple from me touch
She's like "No the Grip is not enough"
And when you whine, yea mi cyah get enough
Smaddy say fi stir it up
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
And if you slip you slide, then you cyah pick it up
I'm in the mood
Bright like the sunshine, like the moon
I'll tell you when I'm coming through
But I can't tell you what we're gonna do
Telling you don't let me down
6 o'clock so down let me down
Tick it, tock it and set it down
If yuh insecure, you protected now
And things are gonna get hectic now, yea
We still a dweet, yea, we still a dweet yea
Dweet pon a board, chop it like a guillotine, yea
No regular bwoy, have it like a Killer Bean, now
Big spliff, we light it, Now I'm enlightened
Love when we vibing all the time
Mi a tell you just
Tip a likkle inna mi cup
Bare vibes, gyal a cripple from me touch
She's like "No the Grip is not enough"
And when you whine, yea mi cyah get enough
Smaddy say fi stir it up
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
She a dime and a diamond in the rough
And if you slip you slide, then you cyah pick it up
Writer(s): Tareque Robinson
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