Lyrics
Ay, Rvssian
You know I like, what I like, what I like, what I
Fi get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a spliff and me pass the light
Mandem are talk say my body right
DJ so wavy, he dey make all the bad girl crazy
Inna waist, girl can come shade me
'Cause yo' man, yeah, he call me baby
Girl, you're a hot, hot, hot, hot lady, lover
Back shot, back shot, that you ask for
Bam, bam, tick, tick, nyam cassava
One done, a shot, I pull a jaws off
Marsha, chefy blue jazz, fi banana
Ta cha, hey girl, where you want water?
Gaza, yo Jimmy buddy, yo Sparta
Two bam for me planteen and me hardback
Balance, balance, gyal galang galang
Like madance, madance
How yuh tired and just after one?
Budati fi yap, muthe desa, muthe desa, muthe
You know I like, what I like, what I like, what I
Fi get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a spliff and me pass the light
Mandem are talk say my body right
DJ so wavy, he dey make all the bad girl crazy
Inna waist, girl can come shade me
'Cause yo' man, yeah, he call me baby
Pretty face, tight hole, bruk it up
Don't stop, make it clap, they ain't realer than me
Eenie meenie miney mo, can get any man
What me want, but them all want me
Balance, balance, balance, balance, eh
Give me one time, then you hook pon me
Galang, galang, galang, galang, eh
Hands pon your toes means goodbye, eh
Island baddie and she pop it for daddy
And she really good at it and that dancing fatty
One more time, she gon' get a Birk' baggie
I'ma pull up in the Benz, she gon' give me the best punani
Yeah, Kristen, Ashley, take 'em in the back seat
Baby, let's run it, run it like a track
Pennies on the dash, every gyal'll get nasty
We can keep it litty all night, don't ask me
She a top five freak on a high
She got me like, "Oh, me, oh my"
She wanna eat, she like, "Bismillah"
She don't go, go, go, say she like what I like
You know I like, what I like, what I like, what I
Fi get lit in the club tonight
Pull up a splif and me pass the light
Mandem are talk say my body right
DJ so wavy, he dey make all the bad girl crazy
Inna waist, girl can come shade me
'Cause yo' man, yeah, he call me baby
Boy, you're too much, you just can't get me
Broke pocket man, that's a-really my pet peeve
When they come around, if you want, come stress me
'Cause boo, bae, your whine too deadly
You know I like, what I like, what I like, what I-