(We got LondonOnDaTrack)

Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front
If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want

Mi wan' to get nasty
Inna di car that's the after party
I wan' feel your body on my body
But I can't anymore

Yeah, that's around
Runnin' round
Coming in
Coming out
We tryna come
To our senses
But we keep pouring up this senseless

Got my body on point so I nitpick
Gotta be good paid with the whip, whip
He like
"When you gon' give, when you gon' give your number to me?"

I'm like
"If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want"
He like
"Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front"

Mi wan' to get nasty
Inna di car that's the after party
I wan' feel your body on my body
But I can't anymore

Mi wan' to get nasty
Inna di car that's the after party
I wan' feel your body on my body
But I can't anymore

Yeah, got a waist
Likkle waist
Fi hold on pon
When you taste
Have man a gaze
Pretty face
Walk with slim top on heavy bass

So wha' you gon' do?
To get DJ, rewind it yeah, yeah
We outside to party yeah, yeah
To get DJ, rewind it yeah, yeah
We outside to party yeah, yeah

If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want
He like
"Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front"

Mi wan' to get nasty
Inna di car that's the after party
I wan' feel your body on my body
But I can't anymore

Mi wan' to get nasty
Inna di car that's the after party
I wan' feel your body on my body
But I can't anymore

(Ooh, wha' you gon' do?, ooh wha' you gon' do?)
(Eh, eh)
(We got LondonOnDaTrack)

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Writer(s): Ayoola Agboola, Chinsea Lee, London Tyler Holmes, Remey Williams