Rvssian, tell the girls and
Boys to touch hand
Every man whine pon a gyal
This is not a love song this is a f*ck song
You ready, baby?
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
Sidung fi di buddy
Wha' you say, you love sausage?
White gyal see it and say "Hey
What that is?! " you nuh waan long cocky
Inna your pussy passage? Come yah
Make me show you what a real backshot is
You see you, maga gyal, a mi carry-on luggage
Wha' you tell di fat gyal?
"Come yah with the baggage"
When di buddy start fire
Pussy burn up inna ashes
Gyal a say mi cocky strike like
A couple pack of matches
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
She love sweetie, she know weh di lollipop is
Wha' you say you waan
Babies? Skin out! Wha' di cock is?
You waan one, or you waan a couple puppies?
Nuh worry 'bout that
Mi sperms stick like molasses
You nuh know Gaza law? Make me
Tell you what that is
No pussy suck, and no f*cking of batty's
This song make di queen haffi
F*ck inna di palace
Prime minister haffi f*ck di
Secretary inna di office
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
Vybz Kartel - Grab Up Yuh Crotches Lyrics
Vybz Kartel - Grab Up Yuh Crotches Lyrics
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English
Rvssian, tell the girls and
Boys to touch hand
Every man whine pon a gyal
This is not a love song this is a f*ck song
You ready, baby?
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
Sidung fi di buddy
Wha' you say, you love sausage?
White gyal see it and say "Hey
What that is?! " you nuh waan long cocky
Inna your pussy passage? Come yah
Make me show you what a real backshot is
You see you, maga gyal, a mi carry-on luggage
Wha' you tell di fat gyal?
"Come yah with the baggage"
When di buddy start fire
Pussy burn up inna ashes
Gyal a say mi cocky strike like
A couple pack of matches
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
She love sweetie, she know weh di lollipop is
Wha' you say you waan
Babies? Skin out! Wha' di cock is?
You waan one, or you waan a couple puppies?
Nuh worry 'bout that
Mi sperms stick like molasses
You nuh know Gaza law? Make me
Tell you what that is
No pussy suck, and no f*cking of batty's
This song make di queen haffi
F*ck inna di palace
Prime minister haffi f*ck di
Secretary inna di office
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
Boys to touch hand
Every man whine pon a gyal
This is not a love song this is a f*ck song
You ready, baby?
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
Sidung fi di buddy
Wha' you say, you love sausage?
White gyal see it and say "Hey
What that is?! " you nuh waan long cocky
Inna your pussy passage? Come yah
Make me show you what a real backshot is
You see you, maga gyal, a mi carry-on luggage
Wha' you tell di fat gyal?
"Come yah with the baggage"
When di buddy start fire
Pussy burn up inna ashes
Gyal a say mi cocky strike like
A couple pack of matches
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!
She love sweetie, she know weh di lollipop is
Wha' you say you waan
Babies? Skin out! Wha' di cock is?
You waan one, or you waan a couple puppies?
Nuh worry 'bout that
Mi sperms stick like molasses
You nuh know Gaza law? Make me
Tell you what that is
No pussy suck, and no f*cking of batty's
This song make di queen haffi
F*ck inna di palace
Prime minister haffi f*ck di
Secretary inna di office
Me done say it's not a love song (love song)
It's a f*ck song (it's a f*ck song)
Me waan f*ck (f*ck) someone (someone)
It's a f*ck song (f*ck song)
Gyal, come bruk off mi cocky, honey
Me a pree your fat punanny
Gyal come dash out di pussy pon me
Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny
Grab up yuh crotches!