Swerve

Hmm
Yea
Aye

Ting curvy
Now mi new ting Curvy
Good ting she left early
Nowadays mi just Swerving
Swerve swerve

She want banana
En la mañana hmph
The fruit wah shoot up like cassava
Baba roots fi use up from Wakanda
Fi di seed mi plant it like a farmer
That no call fa
She want di nana
In her papaya
Long distance no sprint like Asafa
Say she want a man wah make she laugh
Mi say girl mi got the jokes ha ha ha
Gal link me in her nighty
Dem want di ting get beat up nightly
Tell your man come fight me
And no mi no take threats lightly
You just a gimme bun fi spite me
Highly unlikely
The chance that you find one like me
Slim to none that girl was a gun
Straight fiend and she ready checkmate
Piercing pon di pussy yea mi love the decoration

Ting curvy
Now mi new ting Curvy
Good ting she left early
Nowadays mi just Swerving
Swerve swerve

So mi tell her hoist it up and back it up again
She say she no have no man so we go turn friend
Two-twos mi hear a knock and door a open
What a ginal fi a minute yea we frozen
Ting a glisten pon yuh nipple make me cripple eh
Gal a lick up every drip off a di pickle ugh
A bagga noise fling it up inna your middle
And watch your body just a

Ting curvy
Now mi new ting Curvy
Good ting she left early
Nowadays mi just Swerving
Swerve swerve



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Writer(s): Jonathan Perkinson
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