Bout It Lyrics

[Intro:]
The style wa yo have up
And di wine wa yo got up
And di sexy stand up
Da body deh gyal

Gyal brace everything paw mi
The way yo wine yo meck mi horny
And if yo lonely mi gyal call mi
Call mi

[Chorus:]
Mi gyal yo body look good mi haffi sing bout it
Bout it, deh a jail an a think bout it
Bout it, pon di black berry ping bout it
Da sexy body deh it have a thing bout it
Turn round take a picture meck mi tweet bout it
Bout it, yo fit yo no haffi go a Jim don't it
Don't it, yo supn fat an nothing slim bout it
All di tights wa yo have it just a print out it

[Verse 1:]
Hey mad mi mad mi gyal
Mad mi di something wa yo have squeeze mi tight an grab
mi
Me love yo badly badly gyal Badly no care if yo waan take mi money an con mi
Hmmmmm
Ride mi mi love how yuh ride mi
Something so fat not even skirt cyan hide hi
Just release mi gyal yo know seh mi oily
Wheel an turn mi gyal mi love yo likkle style-lee

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Hisi miyarki Gyal waan smell mi neck
Before mi ask are she done a tell mi yes
Man si yo picture an start send us
Something fat mi draw it by di lbs
Then mi search from new york to sen ti-best
Mi no si no other gyal wa fi meck depress
Gyal a try convince mi an a send request
Friend request no even work fi mi meck di flex

[Chorus]

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[Verse 2]

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