Lyrics
Can't believe she fuck pan her husband
Back shot pan front, a the mustang
She nuh run road and collect like Bussman
You nuh sick, tell Christopher Tuff
Ton gal yuh pussy likkle bit
Me a beg yuh likkle bit
Big cocky nuh yall and a like a dick
She nuh fi rock body and cripple it
Fat pussy like a mess
Put your tongue pon me cocky like a ice cream cone
Done see it so you nuh feel the vibes
You go work or set she up a pon
Get high feet on and charge up quick like a type C
Kill follow instruction
Hunn yuh fuck with gunman
Do as I say, gimme headspan a fuck song
Never knew I saw your tongue long
Had the past, had the heart attack on my pan
Can't believe she fuck pan a rose pan
Back shot pan front, had the mustang
She nuh run road and collect like Bussman
You nuh sick, tell Christopher Tuff
Tag yall a pussy like a bit
Big cocky nuh yall and a like a dick
She nuh run road and collect like Bussman
You go work or set she up a pon
Get high feet on and charge up quick like a type C