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Nickolai Salcedo
Nickolai Salcedo
Songwriter
Joshua Salcedo
Joshua Salcedo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Watch them now New normal Abina I see him meet her and swerve Like a taxi car in the rush hour He well press up in he jacket and tie Gentlemanly flavour I see her take him in stride As he riding the high and he watching her Check how he moving smooth like butter butter He hold she hand and say baby Let me hit you some lyrics for so I wanna call out a spade When I say that the man was a little fresh up He pushin hard for a dance with de gyal But she nah feel rubby rubby so Abina jump up and start to go As he grab her by the arm She say no Oh no Oh Abina Gyal bad like a crab when you cross she Oh Abina Try to cross and is you lossy lossy Oh Abina Don't you dare try taking "the cookie" to eat She'll leave you standing on the side of the street A bloody mess and no shoes on your feet He pushin up and say baby I want to take you back home tonight Abina clock him in the face With a bottle that was sitting on the right The man fall right down to the ground Bloody mess in the flashy light She was looking so sweet Now he missing he teeth He wasn't ready for the fight Oh lord Abina still holding on to the broken bottle Watching down at the man Fix she dress and she grab a little tissue To clean the beer from she hand As he struggle to get up from the floor She watch him in the face and say Mistah man please move out my way Don't let me dig out your eye today What we talking Oh Abina Gyal bad like a crab when you cross she Oh Abina Try to cross and is you lossy lossy Oh Abina Don't you dare try taking "the cookie" to eat She'll leave you standing on the side of the street A bloody mess and no shoes on your feet Oh Abina Gyal bad like a crab when you cross she Oh Abina Try to cross and is you lossy lossy Oh Abina Don't you dare try taking "the cookie" to eat She'll leave you standing on the side of the street A bloody mess and no shoes on your feet You wanna rush Don't you touch Woman fed up And say they had enough You wanna rush Don't you touch Woman fed up And say they had enough You wanna rush Don't you touch Woman fed up And say they had enough Woman fed up And say they had enough They had enough They had enough
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