| Kingston
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| RedOne
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| Dizzee
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| Look at that back off, stacked tough
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| Make me wanna jack-off
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| I gotta take my hat off
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| Standing ovation, round of applause
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| Clap off, all up in my face
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| I could never lose track of
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| I don’t wanna sound rude
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| But you got a lot of cheek
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| And your body looks peak sweet pea
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| Good enough to eat
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| I’m guessin you’re a lover in the sheets
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| I really wanna be
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| And I ain’t never seen a bottom like that before
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| I ain’t never seen a bum so fat before
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| You got back galore
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| I’ll be a happy chappy if you let me smack it for you
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| Tap it for you, slap it for you
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| I don’t wanna waste your time
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| But I wanna chase what’s under your waistline, I’m fine
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| I’m just having a bone but I’m zonin
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| Wishing I could own it
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| I just wanna promote it and bone it
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| You got em falling like rain you break it down
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| You’re like a heart attack yeah
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| No wonder no man around you can act sane
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| When you’re moving like that
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| But they don’t understand that they don’t got a chance
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| Cause I got other plans for us tonight
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| You got em falling like rain you break it down
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| Cause they never seen an arse like that
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| Ouch!
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| Arse like that
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| Ouch!
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| Arse like that
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| Your buff is done, your arse is retarded
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| A lot of junk in your trunk but far from garbage
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| You’re a keeper, come and ride in my 2 seater
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| Late night creeper, I’m pleased to meet ya
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| Hate to see you go, love to see you leave
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| Figure I can’t perceive
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| Wondering how you achieved such a beautiful body, I can’t believe
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| So sorry I’m lost for words, I could hardly breathe
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| God give me strength, your bumper is a blessing
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| Jiggling it all over the shop, you ain’t messing
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| I wanna get closer, suppose I’d better step in
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| You got the kind of body I won’t be forgetting
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| Pleasing my senses, I ain’t being pretentious
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| There’s a lot of incentive why you’re being defensive
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| I’m a bedroom bully, let me beat it up
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| Stop playin, girl let me heat it up, what’s up?
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| Wind that bum bum, move that bum bum
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| Shake that bum bum, grind that bum bum
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| Let me smack it up, back it up
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| Let me smack it up, back it up
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| You got em falling like rain you break it down
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| You’re like a heart attack yeah
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| No wonder no man around you can act sane
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| When you’re moving like that
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| But they don’t understand that they don’t got a chance
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| Cause I got other plans for us tonight
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| You got em falling like rain you break it down
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| Cause they never seen an arse like that
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| Ouch!
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| Arse like that
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| Ouch!
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| Arse like that |