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Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Girl are you ready to jam on that
I love how you're moving your waist like that
I love when you bend and go push it back
Oh God, watch the bumpa pon that
Brace it pon me, I'm bracing it back
She fling it pon me, I'm flinging it back
Choke it, jam it, dagga, stab
All on the floor, all on the ball
Girl just bounce that bumpa like ball
The way you drop it girl I want all
In your basket girl I must score
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
Right now the rum in me system
The high grade have me head lifted
From the riddim drop I start chipping
Ready to whine on a small or big thing
Right now the rum in me system
The high grade have me head lifted
From the riddim drop I start chipping
Ready to whine on a small or big thing
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
Right now are you ready to get on bad
Right now are you ready to take a jam
Party all night till the morning come
From the baseline drop I ready to dance
Wherever she go I moving with that
Whine to the floor and bring it up back
Fling it pon me, I'm flinging it back
Brace it pon me, I'm bracing it back
Don't stop whining your waist like that
Gyal set position, prepare fi backshot
Gyal you're physically fit, naturally hot
Me haffi get a whine, me no care 'bout your man
Saddle up fi the ride, girl you fi hold on
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
Girl are you ready to jam on that
I love how you're moving your waist like that
I love when you bend and go push it back
Oh God, watch the bumpa pon that
Brace it pon me, I'm bracing it back
She fling it pon me, I'm flinging it back
Choke it, jam it, dagga, stab
All on the floor, all on the ball
Girl just bounce that bumpa like ball
The way you drop it girl I want all
In your basket girl I must score
So don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep flinging it back
Girl don't stop
Don't stop, don't stop
Keep whining like that
Right now the rum in me system
The high grade have me head lifted
From the riddim drop I start chipping
Ready to whine on a small or big thing
Right now the rum in me system
The high grade have me head lifted
From the riddim drop I start chipping
Ready to whine on a small or big thing



Авторы: Yafeu A. Fula, Malcolm R. Greenidge, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Lenton Tereill Hutton, Bruce Washington, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Rufus Lee Cooper Copyright: Universal Music - Mgb Songs, Amaru Publishing, Universal Music Corp., Songs Of Universal Inc., Universal Music - Z Tunes Llc, Imperial Loco Ent., Kmr Holdings L.p., Imperial Loco Entertainment, Universal Music Z Tunes, Truth Be Told Publishing, Axiom Music Publishing, Spirit One Music, Universal Music - Z Tunes Llc.



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