Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jackhammer, artist - Aidonia. Date of issue: 27.08.2010
Song language: English
Jackhammer |
| Jim Screechie |
| Ladies… |
| My babies… |
| My girls… |
| Whoaaaa |
| She love off the jackhammer |
| The gyal a bawl, «Woii!» |
| She a say, it hot, me fi stop |
| Mi say, «Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock» |
| Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc |
| Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up |
| Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back |
| 'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock |
| Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that |
| Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop |
| Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop |
| Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back |
| She say, «Bring me to the hills», *Vroom!*, flash to the block |
| Must fuck she waan, it has to be that |
| Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock |
| When tire puncture, no flat we no patch |
| Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap |
| Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop |
| And make she bawl, «Woii!» |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh |
| Some hot fuck she get! |
| She a bawl, and a beg time off |
| She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off |
| Me nah stop until you reach your climax |
| Oowee! |
| Cocky, you fi whine off |
| Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off |
| She love me, her man she a bypass |
| Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class |
| Jim Screechie |
| Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love |
| We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off |
| Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough |
| Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass |
| Jim Screechie |
| Good body gyal, nuh have no virus |
| A dem gyal deh I love |
| Juice inna belly add up, she multiply… |
| Nothing no minus |
| And make she bawl, «Woii!» |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh |
| The gyal a bawl, «Woii!» |
| She a say, it hot, me fi stop |
| Mi say, «Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock» |
| Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc |
| Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up |
| Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back |
| 'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock |
| Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that |
| Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop |
| Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop |
| Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back |
| She say, «Bring me to the hills», *Vroom!*, flash to the block |
| Must fuck she waan, it has to be that |
| Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock |
| When tire puncture, no flat we no patch |
| Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap |
| Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop |
| And make she bawl, «Woii!» |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh |
| Some hot fuck she get! |
| She a bawl, and a beg time off |
| She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off |
| Me nah stop until you reach your climax |
| Oowee! |
| Cocky, you fi whine off |
| Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off |
| She love me, her man she a bypass |
| Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class |
| Jim Screechie |
| Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love |
| We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off |
| Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough |
| Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass |
| Jim Screechie |
| Good body gyal, nuh have no virus |
| A dem gyal deh I love |
| Juice inna belly add up, she multiply… |
| Nothing no minus… |
| Jim Screechie |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| Jim Screechie |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| Jim Screechie |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh |
| Jim Screechie |
| Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh |
| Jim Screechie |
| My name is Gavsborg… |
| And I love to give girls the jackhammer, jackhammer, jackhammer |
| Jim Screechie… |