Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Favourite Girl, artist - Stefflon Don. Album song SECURE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Polydor
Song language: English
Favourite Girl |
| Yeah, in my zone, yeah, yeah |
| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come |
| Oh, you know we haffi do it 'til the mornin' come |
| He only messin' with the real don, cuz he rude too |
| If I ever got a problem, he got one too |
| Guns cock if the Don cry, everythin' die |
| No boy could never test I, that could never fly |
| So what you sayin' to me? |
| Uh, Will to the Jada |
| Elizabeth, he need me like the paper |
| I got a bad attitude and it stink |
| But he still loves me like alcoholic loves a drink |
| And he love my imperfections |
| Stretch marks any part in the section |
| Quick thoughts, no phones or reception |
| My baby keep me calm with affection |
| Money neva buy my favourite girl |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Lookin' inna mi eye, my favourite girl |
| Go down, and nuh behave it |
| Sing out the song now, oh |
| What is this loving? |
| Only Jah know |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Look inna mi eye my girl |
| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come |
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |
| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done |
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |
| (Don, uh) |
| Guns cocked, heard I’m next up, yeah, I’m on job |
| Labels stop when I ring 'cause I’m hot prop' |
| Puttin' rocks where my vest up, call that chest love |
| Foreign rocks like it’s hopscotch and I won’t stop |
| I dismiss all you chicks |
| Spit from the E 5th and I’m proud |
| It’s the B-I-G D-O-N |
| Diamonds lookin' like my albino friend |
| Stick clip, repossession tick when they hear the click, click |
| Pussy drippin' like a broken tap, drip, drip |
| Ballsack, pon my fat back, make it clap |
| Belly fat, pussy grippin' cocky from the back |
| Why I never whine my favourite girl |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Lookin' inna mi eye, my favourite girl |
| Go down, and nuh behave it |
| Sing out the song now, oh |
| What is this loving? |
| Only Jah know |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Look inna mi eye my girl |
| 'Cause you know we haffi do it 'til the mornin' come (bruk it dung) |
| Work, work, work, work, work |
| Give me good lovin' so mi nah gi yuh bun (bruk it dung) |
| Work, work, work, work, work |
| Baby, you know mi nah gon' lie |
| Me neva beg a guy, hopin' I don’t lie |
| You don’t see mi with no other guy |
| Baby, you set the temperature high |
| Lovin' what you do, what you do to me |
| Give me good love, I don’t need money |
| Love the way you whine up on my body |
| Love the way you whine up on my body |
| Mmm, mmm |
| Mmm, mmm |
| Money never buy my favourite girl |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Lookin' a mi eye my favourite girl |
| Go down, and nuh behave it |
| Sing out the song now, oh |
| What is this loving? |
| Only Jah know |
| Sing out you are my favourite girl |
| Look inna mi eye my girl |
| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come |
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |
| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done |
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |
| Say she haffi do it 'til the mornin' come |
| Work, work, work, work, work |
| Get love in di phone 'til the callin' done |
| Bruk, bruk, bruk, bruk |