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Yeah
Huh huh huh yeah
It's Mkay on this one again o huh
She got the wickedest waist
The type of Girl when go make a man loose him sense
Kilode gungun kilode gungun eh
I tell the girls all around her
Make dem give her some space
I gat nothing to lose
I'm feeling the groove
And The way she whine
I'm loosing my cool
Twist and whine it
Bend and whine it
I love the way she grind
Make me fill my mind
Bad girl just give me that waist eh eh
She's gat the wickedest waist
The type when go make a man craze
Bad girl make dem give am some space
I love the way that she grind it
Ah-ah yeah
Omo see that girl, the best
The way she's smiling, the best
Different from the rest, the best
Omo see that waist, the best
The way she whine it, the best
Different from the rest, the best
Cos I'm running to you girl Ah-ah-ah
I'm running to you girl Ah-ah-ah
I'm running to you girl Ah-ah-ah
Cos I'm begging for more
I'm begging for more
Ah-ah-ah,
I'm the man, I'm the reason why they soul sober
I spit the lines, on level like it's October
I burn bread every day like a bed-rooster
Barbeque chicks all around me, I'm a bedro-star
Spit the lines, spit the lines on me
Brown skin girl, bring it back on me
Her body so smooth, she got me horny, yeah
Now bring it back homie
I'm running, I'm running, I'm running, I'm running
I'm after you, baby girl, just bring the feelings back to me
Chopsticks, we got it, mood bionic Stuck on you, I'm yawning
Now I'm eating bacon and salad with you
Now I'm rolling with you
Every night I be riding with you
On my bike, I be riding with you
Baby girl, bring it back to me I'm rolling with you Girl,