Sima

Dye, dye, dye, dye
Yea, yea
Yea. yea, yea
Yea, yea yea
Yea
I

It's righteous
Every likkle ting dat a girl digest
Now they walk around like we inna contest
But I know there's
No one
Tek a likkle sip
While my hips do trick
Competition
They don't dip like this
Real bad gyal
Yea we about the figurers
Fall for the bait?
We don't ever chase niggas

Sim Sima
Sim Sima
Swerve

Swerve off
Leave them in the rearview mirror
You know we neva fall
Neva fall under pressure
Aim so high we can only get bigga
Bigga

Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea, yea, yea
Di, di, di, di
Di

Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Di, di, di, di
Di

Yea
A crisis
Envy dem envy when you di nicest
Plenty mi plenty
You neva notice
But I bet you know now
Got
Gotta set the margin
No pardons
Got trillaload a girls like shabba ranking
Likkle but me tally wah
Weh yuh get a body yah
Marcia
Marcia

Sim Sima
Sim Sima
Swerve

Swerve off
Leave them in the rearview mirror
You know we neva fall
Neva fall under pressure
Aim so high we can only get bigga
Bigga

Yea, yea, yea



Credits
Writer(s): Kerr-ann Thompson
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