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Elevate your fault can, hold it for a second.
Take another big drop, till u feel di real hot:
Goes to your head and tears you shed,
some sips a burn.

Feel a pang in my middle,
red flash when flash a bleed and
rich fruit when it forbidden,
like tempest now she leadin'.
Thoughts thicken like a little fog,
she flash and blink in di middle mob,
round belly like di ripple globe,
here comes again dat little stab

With a little stock of a little pod,
I've got to cling to my little hope,
although it nuh givin' mi a single hold,
come on, come on don't beetle off...
Di tree a big mi a little axe,
has got mi beating to di max,
Come on pull it down,
come on don't give up,
for she gwaan guide you on...

Nose out some sibilant sound
nose out coming in with her song
nose out seh she a get in close
sparkle just like a soap bubble
Thick fog and mi feel so silly
'ca mi boil like tea inna billy,
her teeth dem white like lilies,
some things just come willy-nilly.

Prop of knees slide down, down, down
Tension build till di bone, bone, bones
Bass pon a lower tone, tone, tone
Troublesome seem gone, gone, gone
Dj ask a triple wheel,
everyone do di windmill
Run on and over till mi get sober
and confess all di things mi feel

Lights jugglering: dat a true.
Locks rumpling: dat a true.
Well she's compelling: dat a true.
Give me di willies: dat a true.
Mi research and her mi spot,
take another sip of dat,
sondbwoy dem put Supercat...
(Uh, hear wha di man say!)

Tension dozes off, degree by degree,
now mi believe in a thing
mi coulda never believe,
now mi believe seh mi coulda
mek yuh wiggle and trill,
now mi could glut your appetite like a triple meal,
dis flash a nearly all weh mi recall,
lazily lily now mi move on
but when mi get back
deh deh back to her, back
deh deh back inna di track
me a easily go overcome!

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