Lyrics Trigger Work it - Aidonia

Trigger Work it

When dem a make talk, man a make walk
Cow killer .44, make your head part
Badman ting, anuh talking ting
A action over mouth talk
Genna dem
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it
Fire!
Dollar coin, bere one dollar
Squeeze the trigger fi release da anger yah
Rain weh a fall cyan stop with umbrella
Salt Marsh MAC-90, that nah lather
Bulldog Magnum, Bulldog, no Rottweiler
Buss open head, make blood mix with saliva
Bwoy dead, gun buss, that no left no survivor
Genna anuh pussy, me no vagina
Gun dem a squeeze
Corn, anuh peas
17 ram up inna clip and it a breeze
Mason a buss it with the left, and mi say, «geez»
Murderer turn you inna duppy with ease
Dead bwoy, man a turn you inna memories
When the rifle a sing sweeter than the melodies
Carbine stuff inna your belly, better leave
21, that mi gun go hold
Hold this, bumbohole
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it
Evil, dem say you a the Devil nephew
Link Lalo, «send fi di MAC-11 tello»
Man a squeeze pon the trigger, and me never let go
Ahh, shot a chop you up, a mussi vegetable
«Kill dem anyweh!», the Genna say so
Front page, brawling, Genna deh so
Iron ball dem a kick, dem a echo
Drop, *boom!*, you never get up
When the gun dem a squeeze
Corn, anuh peas
17 ram up inna clip and it a breeze
Mason a buss it with the left, and mi say, «geez»
Murderer turn you inna duppy with ease
Dead bwoy, man a turn you inna memories
When the rifle a sing sweeter than the melodies
Carbine stuff inna your belly, better leave
21, that mi gun go hold
Hold this, bumbohole
When dem a make talk, man a make walk
Cow killer .44, make your head part
Badman ting, anuh talking ting…
Badman ting, anuh talking ting…
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Trigger, work it, work it, work it, work it
Man a point it straight and buss it perfect
Oh Lord, have mercy
Head, me burst it