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Spice

Who Sing It

 

Who Sing It


[Spice & Fabian:]
You should have brave up like big pussy Spicy
Weh a chat up her mouth
A seh mi nuh inna teacher class
Hahahahahahaha, a who sing it?

[Spice:]
Red lipstick, in a mi heels and mi beretta
Ready fi kill the whole bloodclaat Vendetta
Dem never tell you seh mi bad like your trendsetter
Mi a go mince your body fine like a type letter
Smile with you, fuck you and then mi buss your throat
Blood a run, body a skin like a ram-goat
Weh you go talk 'bout mi hole, that a wrong code
Mi pussy tighter than your batty weh you have a float
Mi see your blood a splash
Marrow a fly, ashes a dash
Member you run left punash and run go tek a batty wash
Wait mek mi pop off the lash and shoot off your moustache
Bullet your suck pussy lip weh you have up under Tash

It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Mussi blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers

It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Mussi blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers

Send fi the crocodile dem, rise the alien
Mi nuh care a who sing it, mi stab up Fabian
Crocus bag full a bullet, could a full pavilion
Guns pon mi ends, 'bout couple million
Roll out the artillery, call the battalion
AA-12 dem cyaa find your skeleton
Mince up your body fine, chop you like a escallion
Make you lost out a sea just like Gilligan

It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Mussi blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers

It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Mussi blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers

Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers
Mussi blind, put in back your contact lens to rass...

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