3ZN

Hey
She love when me high and me a fuck her hard
She say she inna the vibes, she say she swear to God
The pill just depressing and she need me bad
Yeah-eh, and me feel the same way, so her neck me grab

She say fi box her inna her face, 'cause she no innocent
Fuck her with a difference, cah we different
Cock up da pussy fi me gyal and feel the length
Me keep you so high, just like the clouds dem

She say me full a flow just like the cable dem
Philippina, come in, a me money me spend
Me hot, man a beat dem like a leather belt
Me fingers a freeze, call me the weather man

Me do it with ease and now I'm back again
Me style dem a lead, frighten the fucker dem
Heh, me know you cyaan believe a two gyal inna me room fi a reason

Da style deh name 3ZN, two pretty little features
Me have dem 'pon dem knees and dem have me two balls dem a keep up

Hey, weh the Henny, weh the weed, yo?
You're too slow gyal, speed up
She say, "King, if you leave
A bet you say me gwaan bad 'pon the media"

Fuck weh you have up your sleeve, gyal it cyaan take badman fi idiot
Fuck that gyal, leave that
Come, make me throw back your weave back
Me buy you anything you need
But you say me only dweet when me grieve you
A true me fuck her hard, make a me she weak too

Babes dem been a say some things, weh man a pree back
Fendi 'pon me chest, me heart clean, doh?
Dem well waan fi see the light blink up
Jump inna the black beast and speed up

Me lef' the place inna mess, me get the Visa
All dem a protest, hey man a leader (yeah)
Me just look 'pon me phone and a couple gyal say, "Link up later"

And me a pree which one fi, go link right after me bathe off
Done know we have the streets pave off
Just get a message and it say

She love when me high and me a fuck her hard
Worst when me inna me vibes, me say me swear to God
The way me just a work and she need me bad (she need me bad)
Hey, and me feel the same way, so her neck me grab
Baby

She say fi slap her inna her face, 'cause she no innocent
Fuck her with a difference, 'cause we different
Cock up your pussy, fi me gyal and feel the length
Me keep you so high, just like the clouds dem

She say me full a flow just like the cable dem
Jewelry a come in, a me money me spend
Me hot, man a beat dem like a leather belt
Me fingers a freeze, call me the weather man



Credits
Writer(s): Clayton Damoy Morrison, Matthew Arthur Smith, Waldane Hampton
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