Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tra La La, artist - Buju Banton. Album song Friends For Life, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 28.02.2010
Record label: VP
Song language: English
Tra La La |
Girls! |
Call them in! |
Call them in! |
Call them in! |
Hahaha |
Keep them coming in! |
Girls! |
Hear this! |
I love it when the woman them surround me |
A pure hot gyal haffi crown me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Hear this! |
And if your loving is a ocean, make it drown me |
Knock me down, pick me up, and rebound me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Now you’re going to get the real thing |
The right thing |
Nothing like the hyping |
Because of the way you wining |
I can see that you liking |
Because you boring life could take some spicing |
Down low cold hard is nothing exciting |
Woman a we all, woman a we everything |
Petite in a figure plus chocolate skin |
Baby love how you going hard |
Love you smooth talking |
Be the man a your yard |
Ah my sweet little thing |
Could never be a curse is a direct blessing |
Upset and a curse through you mesmerizing |
Not to worry at all don’t fret me darling |
Them sink you a float through you born good looking |
Ladies in the house make me hear you sing |
«Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la» |
Hear why! |
Buju love it when the woman them surround me |
A nothing but sweet gyal fi crown me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Hear why! |
And if your loving is a ocean, make it drown me |
Knock me down, pick me up, and rebound me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
One in a million, me fi be your man, perfect born |
Hot stepper cruising with true name brand |
Sipping Crystal oh Ice on the hand |
Ladies get wild to their favorite song |
Gyrating waistline, clapping hands |
Like, «uh…oh!, uh… oh!» |
Well, dancehall, baby girl, is here tonight |
Oooh, make your body go left to right |
Rocking your worldlike dynamite |
You have what it takes you got what I like |
Fatness in abundance plus a looking device |
A not liposuction you;re natural tight |
Tits them a the perfect size |
Gyrate and clap, make me hear your voice |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Hear why! |
Buju love it when the woman them surround me |
A nothing but hot gyal fi crown me |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Hear why! |
Gyal, if your loving is a ocean, make it drown me |
Knock me down, pick me up, and rebound me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Now you’re going to get the real thing |
The right thing |
Nothing like the hyping |
Because of the way you wining |
I can see that you liking |
Because you boring life could take some spicing |
Down low cold hard is nothing exciting |
Woman a we all, woman a we everything |
Petite in a figure plus chocolate skin |
Baby love how you going hard |
Love you smooth talking |
Be the man a your yard |
Ah my sweet little thing |
Could never be a curse is a direct blessing |
Upset and a curse through you mesmerizing |
Not to worry at all don’t fret me darling |
Them sink you a float through you born good looking |
Ladies inna house make me hear you sing say |
«Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la» |
Gargamel want the woman them surround him |
A nothing but hot gyal fi crown me |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |
Hear me out! |
Gyal, if your loving is a ocean, make it drown me |
Knock me down, pick me up, and rebound me |
Sing! |
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la |