Major Lazer feat. Mr. Lex & Santigold

Major lazer
I make ya We ah fuck the hottest gyal dem round 'ya
Girl from down ah country and

Girl from down ah town ya
If you check da phone ya
Kimona, simona, & sonya, ramona
cha-ching gyal love hear da sound ya?
Call kiki and tell him send me a pound ah-
Ah di highest grade because we like smell di aroma
When me touch de road de gyal'dem say ya 'we ah dem owna'
Feelings a carry fi' fiona
True ah mi she say
Bush to the bone me
Fresh from california
Wen me touch them gyal smell da cologne ya

Hear me now
I make ya I make your jeans
Vibrate like a nokia
Hot gyal here
Hot gyal dere
A bare hot gyal me wan full up inna di square
Gyal ah call say come here
'come here'
Me tell dem hold the line and take a chair
If ya want a girl, nuh bodda worry youte ask me cuz mi share.
Step up inna de club and
Watch everybody stare
We ah fuck di hottest set ah gyal dem round here.

Year to year a fih we gyal dem have di flare.
So hear me now
I make ya Wah dem a call
I make your jeans
Vibrate like a nokia
I know my brain is worth bigger than your stock
When i be spitting never want me to stop
I got that fire in me ready to explode
And when it happens feel that wrath of my load
Like 'damn woman' you got me when you get up on top

Like 'damn how you do it' with that rhythm you got

Well now i'm driving till you get out on the road

And why you up why you leave your 'jitterin coat'
Baby you better sit down
All your talking bout busy bad boys forget about me
I make ya Wid dem ya call
I make your jeans
Vibrate like a nokia



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Palmer, Thomas Wesley Pentz, Santi White, Dave Taylor
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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