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Description
Composer Lyricist: Rohan McFarlane
Composer Lyricist: Natalio Rijssel
Studio Producer: Crawba Genius
Lyrics and translation
Original
Turn it round, there's a girl I woulda seen.
Hey, hey. How are you been? Hey. Girl I get crazy.
-Turn up. -The deal. Yeah.
Me deh deh with Kraba, we a ball out.
Pretty girl in a short shorts, she a gwan bad and a bubble like pub soap inna water.
Finni gang, them know we say. Bubble up, gimme, gimme, Henny, rum in a cup.
One is not enough, help me double up. We a turn it up.
-Gyal, I get- -Bad.
Bubble up, you something, oh. Catch you right there so I turn you on.
Bubble, bubble, bubble up.
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble. Hundred gyal, that a weh me want.
Turn it on, them haffi go follow me like Farrakhan. This a Frostbite and me represent fi Suriname.
Love ya gyal, love ya way, I come from Barracoon.
Gyal, bubble finni and brace it 'pon a whine. Then dash it side way like a crab a crawl.
Sit and touch your bladder, mm-hmm, a so the dagger talk.
Me want you bounce like a soccer ball, you no lame not at all. Bubble up, gimme, gimme, Henny, rum in a cup.
One is not enough, help me double up. We a turn it up.
Gyal, I get- -Bad. -Bubble up, you something, oh.
Catch you right there so I turn you on. Bubble, bubble, bubble up.
-Gyal, I get mad. -Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble.
Take the middle, you know you sexy fi true.
Let kitty loose, gyal, you make me recoup. If you sitting tight, expect likkle bruise.
If the bunny wha' your neck, you fi use. Any type, that a weh me like.
Fat, slim gyal, me no care 'bout size. But she haffi know fi sit up on the bike.
And she haffi know how fi hold me mic. Beat up her shoulder like me name is Ike. Position gyal.
Bubble up, gimme, gimme, Henny, rum in a cup. One is not enough, help me double up.
We a turn it -up. Gyal, I get- -Bad.
Bubble up, you something, oh. Catch you right there so I turn you on.
Bubble, bubble, bubble up.
Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble. Gyal, I get crazy.
Gyal, I get mad. Gimme your best, gyal, I get bad.
Eh, eh, eh.
Gyal, a tick tock, your feet panting. Gyal, a tick tock, your feet panting.
Gyal, a tick tock, your feet panting. Call me, eh, and say you want some.
Bad.