Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song More Gal, artist - Bounty Killer. Album song John John Presents: Bounty Killer, in the genre Реггетон
Date of issue: 24.11.2016
Record label: John John
Song language: English
More Gal |
Nah no mercy, eheh |
All of the gal dem weh know say dem have the leather interior |
5.0 liter |
I’m ready to run mileage on dem speedometer |
Well then, the gal dem a my passenger |
Me sing |
Well I say, more gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
Women we a feature |
Send fi the gal dem with the 12 cylinder |
Gal a tell me how she big and brave |
How much she a wuk from a tender age |
That’s when the Killa start wuk like slave |
This gal weh a position pon her head and her ears, ok |
And a know the workie workie phrase |
Steely did play da chune deh inna the early days |
Therefore, if she love herself she woulda behave |
Come here, wha' she doing all weak fence Steve |
I’m sure I am not a man of self praise |
But I will turn on the favor and make her oven rage |
And her something bend up fi months and fi days |
More gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
A dem me a search for |
Well, a the gal dem a my passenger |
Well, this gal mussi have badman fi punk |
Invite me a town, say me fi come fi lunch |
Me reach 12 o’clock, early and up front |
Gal a smoke her weed, and a drink rum punch |
In a likkle short skirt weh a expose rump |
Hey, me look 'round a front and me sight the lump |
That’s when the Killa’s body full of pure cold bump |
And mi heart a beat fast like a drum it thump |
And right through mi chest is where mi heart waan jump |
Me haffi try sittin and pull of some stunt |
Me no punk, me no dunce |
Me sing |
More gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
Women me a feature |
Me waan the gal dem with the 12 cylinder |
Well, buckle your seatbelt and get ready to flow |
She have been working from her eye deh a toe |
She can show me nuff style weh me don’t know |
She bad like yaz, and slippery like okra |
And if she look small, it’s true she don’t grow |
Me ask her blankly if she ever stoop low |
Fi nyam nutty buddy or stinking toe |
She astonished at first, and then she tell me, «No!» |
She no crow, so |
Me sing |
Well I say, more gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
A women me a feature |
Me waan the gal dem with the leather interior |
Well, this is my part of the story to tell |
True me have whole heap of gal, it make mi girl dem rebel |
All 'bout pon mi property, the gal dem a dwell |
Me interview one by the name of Michelle |
Who pretty like a queen, say she a earth angel |
Hey, she say she love the Killa, me an ol' enamel |
With mi time expire, and mi days expel |
And mi tool a bring it rough like 30 shell |
If she ever get that, her sittin ring like bell |
And she run from here and go straight to Hell |
And rebel |
Well |
Me sing |
More gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
A women me a feature |
Want a gal with 5.0 liter |
Well, this gal a tell me how she big and brave |
How much she a wuk from a tender age |
Ok, that’s when the Killa start wuk like slave |
This gal weh a position pon her head and her ears, ok |
Ok, and a know the workie workie phrase |
Steely did play da chune deh inna the early days |
Therefore, if she love herself she woulda behave |
Come here, wha' she doing all weak fence Steve |
But I’m sure I am not a man of self praise |
But I will turn on the favor and make her oven rage |
And her something bend up fi months and fi days |
More gal |
For this amount of nature |
More gal |
Fi dilute mi temper |
More gal |
A dem me a search for |
Well, a the gal dem a my passenger |