Intro

 

Crash dummy productions

A Deablo

Gal carry the sittn, so siiicck

Come gi Ablo

Seh har man a move a way, J.O to di P 

Him a pass the nable

Set it off

Si dung pon har bed

Kno that lay

Hey Crash Dummy

She seh

 

Chorus

 

She tired a Peter tongue

Him nyam it like a easter bun

Me clap har like me a beat a drum

Me nuh hear di tweeter tun

Stab it til we reach a grung

Me sink it deeper down

Instantly Nikeisha cum

Me mek she drop di sheet and run

Gal, gal waa di slamming

Di front them nyaming

So she beg me place me John in

Gi har a b****ing

Like Bin Laden, gal

Well waa di slamming

Di front them nyaming

So she beg me place me John in

Gi har a b****ing

She seh

 

Verse 1

 

She waa wine pon di cocky

And tek some ra** backas

Two foot in the air

p*u**yy buss up like clappas

Bwoyfriend a munch pon di cratches like crackas

Bring it come gi me fi me jook it like mackas

In a belly

Gal waa stiff cocky

Not Dickson frock lip

That get the tongue wid di casket

From him go a practice

Face pon the cock clit

U nah fi ask if she nuh

 

Chorus

 

Verse 2

 

Bowcat, tuck ur tongue away

U a wonda why di girl dem a come our way

U see dem hot like how the summer stay

Sweat a drop

Like shell wen time me dun a K

So she say

She like how tha cock yah stay

Thats why she run di likkle bowcat wah day

Ana Kay, carry di buff bay from

Anotto Bay

Mek me deal wid it the propa way

Caa she

 

Chorus

 

Dem fi kno its di

D to di E to di A to di B to di L to di O

No bend to di low

Neva N to di NO 

J. to di O.P

Set it off

Set it off

Hey crash dummy

We tun bwoy mother in a Wailers enuh

An we nah chat bunny

Him nyam it like a easter bun

Me clap har like me a beat a drum

Me nuh hear di tweeter tun

Stab it til me reach a grung

Me sink it deeper down

Instantly Nikeisha come

Me mek she drop di sheet and run

She tired a Peter tongue

Me clap har like me a beat a drum

Stab it til we reach a grung