“CHANCE LYRICS” – Juls featuring Tay Iwar and Projexx LYRICS
PositionPositionGyal, you raw like paperRaw like Dovey Mag’Pumpum fat so till it all a buss yuh pantsWicked dan DorianMe D to you P mek a collisionRing pon finger mek it officialFuck pon di surficialLove when you suck e john weh bigger danBuckingham PalaceWine pon me buddy while me load up me chaliceLove how you cock upYou phatter dan di averageGyal, you body good, ya di best, ya di baddestProjexx
Girl, I need some loving (Need some loving)Baby, can you give me something (Give me something)Yeah, whine fimi, Jennifer (Mmm)Call whenever you ready fah (Mmm)Girl, I need some loving (Need some loving)
(Juls, baby)
I don’t wanna danceBut you put me in a tranceGimme a chanceBad romance on the danceGimme a chance to prove myselfBaby, what you wantTell me when you need this loveI need your loveShaped in a glass of rumI already told you my plansThat’s why you’re feeling me one time, yeahYou’re feeling me, I know, yeahYou’re feeling me one time, yeah
Baby, it’s your anglesWhen you move slowI’m not from the cityI’m not used to angelsMaybe it’s the way you move on the dance floorGot my mind fucked upI’m worried
I know it’s easier to be out of my lifeBut don’t let go of your loveI know it’s easier to be out of my lifeBut don’t let go of your love
Mmm, one ting me a tell youMe nuh shy with the ting a just your pumpum mea beg youHot like the steam weh coming from the kettleWhen you settle pon the bass and whine up ponthe trebleNo rush, babeJust take your timeKnow by the end of the night you’re gonna bemine
(Mmm hmm)PositionPositionGyal you raw like paper (Raw)(Mmm hmm)Raw dan Dovey Mag’Pumpum fat so till it all a buss yuh pantsWicked dan DorianMe D to you P mek a collisionRing pon finger mek it officialFuck pon di surficialLove when you suck e john weh bigger danBuckingham PalaceWine pon me buddy while me load up me chaliceLove how you cock upYou phatter dan di averageGyal, you body good, ya di best, ya di baddestProjexx
Girl, I need some loving (Need some loving)Girl, I need some loving (Need some loving)
I don’t wanna danceBut you put me in a tranceGimme a chanceBad romance on the danceGimme a chance to prove myselfBaby, what you want
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