| Mi call are last night
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| Never get are pon the telephone
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| Baby mi no waan fight
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| But mi no really waan fi be alone
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| Meck wi wrap up and make it up
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| Gyal mi love it when yo leg lift up
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| Real love shi no haffi fake it up
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| Shi seh no stop when mi love are
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| When mi touch are shi bwal
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| Position meck shi bwal
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| Different style meck shi bwal
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| In a the middle a the night shi squeeze mi tight
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| And a my name shi a call
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| Touch are meck shi bwal
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| Position and then shi bwal
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| In a the middle a the night
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| Rain a fall a me shi call
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| Shi no waan no man fi beat
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| And mi no the type fi go eat
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| Shi call mi phone shi waan fi know where am at
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| Real love shi seh a me alone and shi rate me
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| Settle down, shi wine like a professional
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| Style shi gimmi no regular this original
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| Fi the love symbol shi link the signal
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| And whenever mi touch are shi bwal
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| Shi morn and grown fi a joint a the cane
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| Meck love in a the rain
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| Gyal a morn under sweet pain
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| Busy the snato tune wid no T Pain
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| When shi a bubble pon the
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| Gyal slow wine pon the
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| Shi squeeze mi tight and scream out |