| Yeah, in my zone, yeah, yeah
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| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come
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| Oh, you know we haffi do it 'til the mornin' come
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| He only messin' with the real don, cuz he rude too
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| If I ever got a problem, he got one too
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| Guns cock if the Don cry, everythin' die
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| No boy could never test I, that could never fly
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| So what you sayin' to me?
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| Uh, Will to the Jada
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| Elizabeth, he need me like the paper
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| I got a bad attitude and it stink
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| But he still loves me like alcoholic loves a drink
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| And he love my imperfections
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| Stretch marks any part in the section
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| Quick thoughts, no phones or reception
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| My baby keep me calm with affection
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| Money neva buy my favourite girl
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| Sing out you are my favourite girl
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| Lookin' inna mi eye, my favourite girl
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| Go down, and nuh behave it
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| Sing out the song now, oh
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| What is this loving?
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| Only Jah know
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| Sing out you are my favourite girl
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| Look inna mi eye my girl
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| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come
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| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk
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| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done
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| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk
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| (Don, uh)
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| Guns cocked, heard I’m next up, yeah, I’m on job
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| Labels stop when I ring 'cause I’m hot prop'
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| Puttin' rocks where my vest up, call that chest love
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| Foreign rocks like it’s hopscotch and I won’t stop
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| I dismiss all you chicks
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| Spit from the E 5th and I’m proud
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| It’s the B-I-G D-O-N
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| Diamonds lookin' like my albino friend
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| Stick clip, repossession tick when they hear the click, click
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| Pussy drippin' like a broken tap, drip, drip
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| Ballsack, pon my fat back, make it clap
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| Belly fat, pussy grippin' cocky from the back
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| Why I never whine my favourite girl
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| Sing out you are my favourite girl
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| Lookin' inna mi eye, my favourite girl
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| Go down, and nuh behave it
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| Sing out the song now, oh
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| What is this loving?
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| Only Jah know
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| Sing out you are my favourite girl
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| Look inna mi eye my girl
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| 'Cause you know we haffi do it 'til the mornin' come (bruk it dung)
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| Work, work, work, work, work
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| Give me good lovin' so mi nah gi yuh bun (bruk it dung)
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| Work, work, work, work, work
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| Baby, you know mi nah gon' lie
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| Me neva beg a guy, hopin' I don’t lie
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| You don’t see mi with no other guy
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| Baby, you set the temperature high
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| Lovin' what you do, what you do to me
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| Give me good love, I don’t need money
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| Love the way you whine up on my body
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| Love the way you whine up on my body
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Money never buy my favourite girl
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| Sing out you are my favourite girl
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| Lookin' a mi eye my favourite girl
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| Go down, and nuh behave it
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| Sing out the song now, oh
|
| What is this loving?
|
| Only Jah know
|
| Sing out you are my favourite girl
|
| Look inna mi eye my girl
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| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come
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| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk
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| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done
|
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk
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| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come
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| Work, work, work, work, work
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| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done
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| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |