Aidonia

Aidonia - In Har Belly lyrics

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INTRO

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No get no numba

Wen u call me



Wen u horny

And waa cocky fi u punanny

Call me



From u 2 pussy jaw tight all night

Mek u ride on di tall pipe like a R bike



I can see me nuh hav forsight

I can see me nuh hav far sight



VERSE 1

Pom pom fat

Body fit fi fuck

U 2 breast dem stiff stiff up



Hop on pon me cocky like a biscuit truck

Pon u head balance pon hand

Wrist fi bruk



Gal a get wild an a flick flick up

Tun har back way

Left foot lift it up



U a go get a good fuck

Gal fix it up

Me nuh quick fi bruk



CHORUS x2

Me bruise up di pussy jaw

Force it up

In har belly



Me hose me bruk

In har belly

Gal a baaawl



An a hold har belly

Put har pon har head

And mek she hol on pon d ibed



And wen she hold on pon di bed

She get di cocky an a beg

Naawww



She caa seh di body deady dead

Naaww

She caa seh di body deady dead



Verse 2

So gal just get in di bed

Cock it up

Start fi pose



And wen me let up di hose

U a go run lef u clothes

Grab u



Twist up u legs

And mek dem bandy and bow

And then me start fi throw



My cocky,

Wine pon it slow

U drop off



Slide on fast

Mek u ride an cough

Me wear out u hole like my bank clarks



Well charge up

A magnum I drank fast

She all a blow breeze



Like Ivan past

Put di sheet pon di divan glass

Me no nyam pussy like



Dryland sharks

Bakshot put u in pon di tile and walk

Caa smile and laugh



CHORUS x2

Me bruise up di pussy jaw

Force it up

In har belly



Me hose me bruk

In har belly

Gal a baaawl



An a hold har belly

Put har pon har head

And mek she hold on pon di bed



And wen she hold on pon di bed

She get di cocky an a beg

Naawww



She caa seh di body deady dead

Naaww

She caa seh di body deady dead



VERSE 3

Use me hand

And grip pon har shoulder

Wen she put hand over



Me start jook and stab

Pon di pillow

She a look and grab



Shoes up

Me nuh barefoot and trod

My cocky more heavy

Than book and bag



Fingernail craab up me back and me neck

Cause them more sharper than di foot pon crab

She seh it burning



Tell her bout that

Me no concerning

Me no waa she seh me soft and learning



So me give har di cocky

Wid di curving

Seh tek time



She a viirgin

Wen she come



Bring moisture like Jergin

She can't tek di full it turning

The lights in di room were dim



CHORUS x2

Me bruise up d pussy jaw

Force it up

In har belly



Me hose me bruk

In har belly

Gal a baaawl



An a hold har belly

Put har pon har head

And mek she hold on pon di bed



And wen she hold on pon di bed

She get di cocky an a beg

Naawww



She caa seh di body deady dead

Naaww


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