Lyrics:
Hello Bang Dr Phill Doctor nah flop Head shot Glass drop So yuh puncheon Get wear off No accident Left side tear off Move by myself Me nuh share love
coming and we, (we black out) See we drumming and we drumming and we, (we black out) Beat de puncheon beat de puncheon and we, (we black out) Beat de iron
she vibes to heavy [Pre-Chorus] Ah bet when we do meet up again It go be episodes cause puncheon leads de way [Chorus] Tell meh when we linking Tell
Sip on some henny and martinis Private zess born in trini (Trinidad) Puncheon shots got us jiggy Cah reach for meh phone gone busy Ya girl whole soul
Rrr Bring the puncheon, wey the white oak? Well yuh done know is your girl Deandra Rapscallion here Alongside Navisha and we here with my boy Bounty
and Tuesday we come out to party Hot sun blazing we feeling wasi Puncheon we drinking take out selfie Wine on ah bumper where my papperazzi Monday and Tuesday
open it, open it, We jamming it come get lit... On de roadway, on de roadway... We back on we party... Beat de iron and beat puncheon, Back on it when
them with the jab And all who doh like it Yo they still going to get dab woi All on the savannah we playing Mas with the oil Rivers and puncheon that
boi dancing Some boi fi ah run like Thompson All who love drink Puncheon Some boi fi ah know say we haunted Me wah stick down something (dogg) Me wah
lady with the dreaded disease Is like hard to please And the house of ill fate with the metal gate Keep the thin people cracked out like puncheon
got caught with the weapon like puncheon But if I see this pagan I'll overly done him You're not ready Riding his bike cos he can't afford petty Leave
full Take a shot ah puncheon chest burn And If yuh nah drink come eat edibles Stay high Who's sober Pass the bottle over Build thing leh we smoke nah
underrated jason puncheon Won't ever catch me in a place that's fully Sunken More time I'm wit my peeps just Spotting freaks and cheeks Watching out for leaks
waistline Start jump up when we in the crowd Wine and feel the Tempo right now Puncheon have meh all on the ground Move with the truck we making a rounds so
proof Puncheon at the bar for juice Making sad moves How different I move its sad it's the truth My maneuvers and moves Look like magic to you MacGyver
Killers pon the hilltop With the kill shot Puncheon and d highgrade On a friday Speeding up the highway Fat pussy gyal beside meh Whole team full
me feel nice yeahh Pop some pills leh we zess it up Jazzy ha de puncheon leh me take ah shot Back yard party we go mash it up And if yuh feel yuh
Heavy on de puncheon mix with fruit juice Shorty inna blue yea mi call her blues clues Take her inna bedroom and make a blue movie Like a witch she ah
mash dem head Vengeance house party zess Level Hennessy Puncheon on deck Although Banga grinding Quick fi press Long story short We equipped if them
feel yuh still sick from the last killimg ehh Meh dogs them cant wait Do ah next drilling Plastic ah puncheon stright head bussing Red ah spread
weather forecast Is storm in here Tun d place right over Iza drinker, cuh prove it Puncheon in muh head Ah drinking foolish Ah feel ah cuh dead Real
d weather forecast Is storm in here Ayee Iza drinker, cuh prove it Puncheon in muh head Ah drinking foolish Ah feel ah cuh dead Real drinks, buh
we from Trinidad We have rum in coolers and bag We get high like the National flag So bring ah half Lewwe laugh We does mix the puncheon and stag
Or in Store Bay Eating some dumpling and crab And sipping on puncheon From Trinidad Dem Bwoy call it Trinibad Cos a Trinibad Gunplay pon de run-way Trini
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