Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Banshee, artist - Sean Tyas. Album song Banshee, in the genre Танцевальная музыка
Date of issue: 02.01.2011
Record label: Armada
Song language: English
Banshee |
BUSTA RHYMES |
Miscellaneous |
We make it clap, we make it clap (Huh!) |
Yeah yeah yeah (Flipmode!) Busta Rhymes (Busta Rhymes!) |
Sean-A-Paul (Sean Paul!) |
One more time (Ha!) kill 'em with a rhyme (Huh!) |
Remix time (remix!) a dutty yeah, yo, Spliff Star (Spliff!) |
Flipmode Squad (Ha!) we kill 'em with a rhyme, a dutty yeah |
Cau mi seh jump up clap oonu hand and siddung get up |
And mi nah wig out mek everybody flip out oonu fi carry on |
To get tired I waan chillout, all a di gal a sweat out |
Mek your body keep clappin on |
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance |
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance |
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician |
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands |
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance |
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance |
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician |
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands, so push it up deh |
Back with the remix with Spliff and Sean-A-Paul on the corner |
Can’t believe when we do it we smack it down how we wanna |
Keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain’t playin |
I’m talkin to all my people cause what I’m sayin is |
In case you ain’t know and in case you ain’t heard |
And if you want us to set it just give me the word |
This one goes out to my soldiers that be flippin them birds |
To all my shorties wigglin they shakin they curves |
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap |
Poor snapper, lookin at shorty shakin it and makin it clap |
Booty big pokin out like twenties on the lap |
When I give it to her shorty know how to throw it back |
Booty bangin to the beat sometimes we overlap-sing |
Gal peel out your blouse and your tight-jeans |
Let me lick you down dip you with some ice-cream |
Gal holla holla my name when I slide-in |
Thunderstorm, rain, sleet and light-ning |
Hold me tight feel the triniman grin-ding and grin-ding and grin-ding |
Gal dip and bounce start whin-ning |
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, seen |
(We got dough) You could tell by what we dri-ving |
(Lookin to chose) How it’s different and blin-ding |
And blin-ding and blin-ding it’s like that make it clap now |
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap |
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance |
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance |
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician |
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands |
Flipmode a roll wid all di hottest set a gal dem inna di dance |
And Dutty Cup we deyah mek di gal dem jump up and prance |
Busta Rhymes and Sean-A-Paul di lyrical magician |
There fi mek dem switch and jump up wave up dem hands |
We make it clap deh, keep it a clap gal wiggle yuh body |
Mi waan fi see all a di style weh yuh a pack deh |
Listen di lyrics a weh mi dun mi all a chat seh |
Rotate yuh body then non stop like apache |
Dawn and Karyn or Angie and Patsy |
Inna di videolight just like a big sunday matinee |
Nuff fi gimme di light mi blow di smoke like apache |
Mashin up di dance and mi flatten it, we make it clap |
Who a call me the abominal snowman |
Put it down make 'em say it’s such a phenominal show man |
Unbelievable how you be stackin the dough man |
When we rollin a thousand headcracks in a row man |
The way we start the show and how we constantly flow man |
Regular paper comin watch me properly blow man |
Come on keepin it comin keepin it goin cause we ain’t playin |
I’m talkin to all of my people because what I’m sayin is |
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap |
We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap |