Lyrics:
a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with a man
When I met Ann, I shook her hand
We ended up freakin'
really kiss me
Dem a mad over me, hey-a, over me
An' dem a talk over me, hey-a, over me
Mi know a little girl by di name of Beverly
Mi check her stop, mi
She's gone, yes she's gone
She's gone, solid gone
Ah, the girl's a valentine, she's fine
Her eyes are green and her hair is brown
Ah, that's
Allow!
yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah
Shawty no be sarewa (Sarewa)
But she dey run through my mind all the time (All the time time)
I'm hypnotized I don dey
places round my neck
Bathed by the sunshine and the seas of pearls
Fanned by tanned skinned beautiful girls
A twitch of a grass skirt caught my eye
I said
the microphone
When I met Joan, I took her home
She was just like a doggy all on my bone
I met another girl, her name was Ann
All she wanted was to freak with
(yo)
Yeah (hear that song 'ya) Aiggy zagga zeh zow zow
(Sim simma) Beenie Man ah di girls dem sugar
(Sim simma) Di girls dem world class lover
(Sim
night you know i don't get tired
Stayin' by my side, she still gone ride
I looked her in her eyes and i said "You my type"
You my type
I looked her in her
for Christmas, girl
Please my needs
(Be my baby for Christmas, please)
Be my baby for Christmas, sugar
Won't you please
(Be my baby, won't you please)
Lord have mercy, please forgive 'em, gone
Young Del God is handsome
Your girl, she's on ransom
She don't wanna come back
Cause you don't make her
Damn
Damn
Uh
Damn, Cole World
I never thought I'd see the day that you my old girl
Now I'm stuck here hollerin' at ol' girl
Got one, got
the center
your essential to my agenda
tonight is a night to remember oh oh
want some yellow banana
chorus
She want some yellow banana
i want some brown
She a little used to the world
I couldn't call her my girl
Generation Y and allat
But I swear that my time before that
She got a big booty on her
I
we hopped in my toy
I'm fuckin' with these bitches, she fuckin' with the boy
She a good girl gone bad, she a good girl gone bad
And you know when
all in Gucci smelling like Dior
Sugar daddies paying her while she go door to door
I don't give a fuck if she wanna fuck with me
Cause shit baby girl
something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly
something she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah damn it, is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's unanswered by my fly
the reason
Just one word from her
And my troubles are long gone
But I think I'll get along
She's just a girl
She's a bomb
She's a bomb
Just a girl, just
the reason
Just one word from her
And my troubles are long gone
But I think I'll get along
She's just a girl
She's a bomb
She's a bomb
Just a girl, just
your way.'
'I won't be back, a-tall.'
My babe she gone, she left me by myself.
Oh, she's gone an left.
She's gone an left.
She's gone, she is real
see you in my dreams
I won't ever go to sleep
If I see you in my dreams
I won't ever go to sleep
And I think she tweaking
I'll be gone by the weekend
I met her round the way
The other day she was walking
Past I had something to say
I just couldn’t resist by the
Twist in her hips and when she
Came
that little bitch, shit come clean
2 sugars with my tea 2 sugars with my tea
2 sugars with my tea 2 sugars with my tea
I know you couldn't sit with me
to this, if you pimpin', pop a bottle to this)
This girl was mean, she really turned me out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, sugar
My homies say this girl is
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