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Песня: Ravin - Summertime Riddim June 2011
Добавил: Гость
Popcaan – Ravin - Summertime Riddim June 2011 0Up inna di club we gone again. yeaaa. Hair well plait, gyal dem phat Gwaan mad when di tune dem drop, One jus drop and buss har head back When Street Vybz buss up innah har head top. Oh God, party mad gyal dem ah seh gaza party bad, gyal dash weh like crab outta bag, Zamunda gone wid 40 gyal High grade, a crush out inna hand Mi nuh waan see no man a par wid 40 man, Gyal inna di club, wi dem a party pon, dem sey di world boss, him a di party don. Chorus: Gyal dem love how mi pants dem straight suh dem love how mi clarks dem lace up and hotskull nuh tek bait up, Hey bwoy mi ah tell yuh diss straight up seh Wi nuh beg people inna di ravin If a even fi spen off mi saving Me nuh know when me a go inna di gravin so right now we raving. And, everybody jump is a play pen. happy like pickney pan weekend. Mi nuh know when we a go inna di gravin so right now we raving. Verse Two: Oh God, right now mi frass, me a press gas, I heard pon di toll mi all nearly crash. Oh gosh, street vybz dash, Tommy Lee glass just drop and mash. Mi sey oh God, party mad, gyal dem ah seh gaza party bad, gyal dash weh like crab outta bag, Zamunda gone wid 40 gyal. High grade, a crush out inna hand Mi nuh waan see no man a par wid 40 man, Gyal inna di club, wi dem a party pon Dem sey di world boss, him a di party don. |
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