Inna Yuh Belly

Hey yo waan supn weh fi hit in a yo belly don't
Nothing like a cheese chicks in a yo belly don't
Mi can give you a likkle tip fi yo belly don't
You would a waan supn in a yo belly
Quick in a yo belly
Fast food meck yo belly grow
Gin and salt good fi pain in a belly don't
Mi know it hot when it twist in a yo belly don't
You would a waan supn in a yo belly
Quick in a yo belly
Wiggle, wiggle, giggle, giggle
Tougher than a steel lick yo
That wi kill yo kill yo
Bet yo seh mi meck two gyal sickle, sickle
Stay deh thing mi a somebody fi yo ramp wid
Mi disciplining yo likkle, likkle
Bad girl slapper, slapper
If a teacher beat yo tell yo mother, mother
Mark mi work mi wi love you how proper, proper
That's me
Give you lot of food full yo belly
Get fatter, fatter
Hot, hot, hot a weh yo like
Go pon the top a yo game you no fraid a height
From you know Alka yo life nice
Mi readability put yo in a place
Put yo 3 step up in a life
Bubble up yo body more
Go deh mi gyal, da body yah nuh full up a sore
Mi really carry yo from far gyal a that mi sure
Mi carry you straight up a cloud nine gyal
Seh you nuh go pon a tour



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Earlan Alistere Bartley
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