Sean Paul
Sean Paul - Girls songtekst
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Well uman I'm bout to give you love I'm about to give you da right up And na bother gimme na fuss gyal Nuh gimme no fight up Well uman I'm bout to give you love I'm about to give you da right up (My undername is Guiness?) I'm a chronical lighter Yo yo yo CHORUS: Say gal a dem ballin out And dis yout is ever blazin Say de gal dem crawlin up To SP when then want him lately (laying?) Say gal a dem ballin out And dis yout is ever blazin We and dem not fallin out Cah we want dem well amazin VERSE 1: Just gimme dem gal whe hah a sick ting Gimme dem gal dem are fat like heifers Just gimme dem gal who are hot Hot like sun, hot like peppers Just gimme dem gal dem a tug it And never bugging, ya know dem wee peppers Just gimme dem girl dat were round Memory like zephyrs that suffers? Just gimme dem gal who we take day and night time Inna tied up knickers No wan hoochie girls No wan no? gal? inna? zippers? So we need dem gal dem are flexible, sexable And no stick fly figures Just gimme dem gal Dema wan come down my Snickers (nuts and caramel) CHORUS x2 VERSE 2 Di gyal dem wanna stroll wid us, roll wid us Cah dey know seh a we got de longest Girl alone dat is in da zone (?)... (carry tune?) The way we naw care we were taught bout manners Each stage we keepin girls, weepin Not sleepin, face pon (banners?) Ifa ladies friend em up, end em up, Hang dem up like coats pon hangers She on da? We naw back down Put in down pon big fat mothers And when da shy girl haffi cry She tryin na bligh She haffi get di But mi gal dem a me up Boots me out We naw deal wit gunners It's party over, all Pull de gyal dem body apart down like spanners CHORUS x 2 Well uman I'm bout to give you love I'm about to give you da right up And na bother gimme na fuss gyal Nuh gimme no fight up Well uman I'm bout to give you love I'm about to give you da right up (My undername is Guiness?) I'm a chronical lighter Yo yo yo REPEAT VERSE 1 CHORUS x2