Текст песни
Bloodclaat, Skippa did it again
(Dummy on the beat, so it's a banger) yeah
Bloodclaat, Skippa did it again
Jump out and me smelling like a millionaire, yeah
Designer boots and me switching the pairs
Bad bitch a suck e tool fi Brazilian hair
Say she love the crime, dah gyal have no care
And plus her man a gi' her fight, di mount a ting him a hear
So when di Beama pass, pussy a stare
But if your nigga feel bad, you better tell him behave
Now, baby, tell me weh you feel like
Ah, man fi a fuck inna real life
Yeah, you need di killer hit it three time
Baby, tell me weh you feel like
Mi gyal, yuh hot 'til you close to fever
So lef' e broke boy weh a pose for media
Fake slides and a show off in need
Back on, nuh follow dunce man 'bout true believer (dunce)
Mi gyal, yuh hot yah fuck, you come like a diva
Coo' pon youh skin, it n'ave no bun and plus you have up yuh visa
Me nah go put nobody side you neither
Suh you fling it, suh me catch it like a wide receiver
Yeah, so baby, tell me weh you feel like
Ah, man fi a fuck inna real life
Yeah, you need di killer hit it three time
Baby, tell me weh you feel like
Yeah, bloodclaat, Skippa did it again
Jump out and me smelling like a millionaire, yeah
Designer boots and me switching the pairs
Bad bitch a suck e tool fi Brazilian hair ('lian hair)
Say she love the crime, dah gyal have no care
And plus her man a gi' her fight, di mount a ting him a hear (a hear)
So when di Beama pass, pussy a stare
But if your nigga feel bad, you better tell him behave
(Tell me weh you feel like)
Gyal, a weh you feel like?
man fi a fuck inna real life
you need di killer hit it three time
gyal, tell me weh you feel like (yeah)
DJ Bumboclaat MAC, grrah