Bomboclaat
Yuh sih

Yo, Creep
Me will shot a head off
E 'matic dem broad and the choppa dem tall (sweep)
Somebody drop a dead dog
A real gunshot, a never clappers dem, dawg
Make e warhead, I make a head a shell off
Diss king Digg, another man a dead tag
No safety me make e trigger press tag
Head shell anywhere di killer dem walk

Loving on your dress tonight (oo)
I dey in love with your sexiness (yeah)
Mmh, I'm loving on that perky breast (ohh)
Don't deny what you feel tonight (ohh)
Say it's a gangster party, you're my gangster girl (whoa)
And we fit end up for your place tonight (yeah)
Many talk no dey full basket (mhm)
And I go fuck you 'til the morning time, oh, why, I

No, no, no, no, no, no
Give me the ting, I going down, down, down like
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I need somebody that will blow my mind
Make we jupa jupa, girl, your loving
No long talk with the sex, I feel good (yeah)
When e dey long, baby girl, I choose you (yeah)
Twenty-four days we dey fuck with no brakes, like, mh-mh-mh

Me nuh inna no long talk
Come make me put it pon you
Wet, wet, wet, slip it and slide
Set, set, set, grip it up tight
Me nuh inna no long talk
Come make me put it pon ya
Wet, wet, wet, slip it and slide
Set, set, set, grip it up tight

Me will shot a head off
E 'matic dem broad and the choppa dem tall (sweep)
Somebody drop a dead dog
A real gunshot, a never clappers dem, dawg
Make e warhead, I make a head a shell off
Diss king Digg, another man a dead tag
No safety me make e trigger press tag
Head shell anywhere di killer dem walk

mh, mh, mh, mh, mh, round one, then I
mh, mh, mh, mh, mm
Round two, inna the stress tonight
Rip it off to the draws, inna flesh tonight
Real don to the dada, gangsta ting fi life
No stressing (stressing)
Don't put my heart on my sleeve, never stress him
I put my hands on the G like corrections
I can't be falling for these niggas, it's a lesson

No, no, no, no, no, no
Give me the ting, I going down, down, down like
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I need somebody that will blow my mind
Make we jupa jupa, girl, your loving
No long talk with the sex, I feel good (yeah)
When e dey long, baby girl, I choose you (yeah)
Twenty-four days we dey fuck with no brakes, like, mh-mh-mh

Me will shot a head off
E 'matic dem broad and the choppa dem tall (sweep)
Somebody drop a dead dog
A real gunshot, a never clappers dem, dawg
Make e warhead, I make a head a shell off
Diss king Digg, another man a dead tag
No safety me make e trigger press tag
Head shell anywhere di killer dem walk

Me nuh inna no long talk
Come make me put it pon you
Wet, wet, wet, slip it and slide
Set, set, set, grip it up tight
Me nuh inna no long talk
Come make me put it pon ya
Wet, wet, wet, slip it and slide
Set, set, set, grip it up tight

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Writer(s): Ayodeji Balogun, Chinsea Linda Lee, Emwah Warmington, Stainlez BND