Jackhammer

Lyrics

[Intro] Jim Screechie Ladies... My babies... My girls... Whoaaaa She love off the jackhammer [Verse 1] The gyal a bawl, "Woii!" She a say, it hot, me fi stop Mi say, "Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock" Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back 'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back She say, "Bring me to the hills", *Vroom!*, flash to the block Must fuck she waan, it has to be that Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock When tire puncture, no flat we no patch Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop [Chorus] And make she bawl, "Woii!" Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh [Verse 2] Some hot fuck she get! She a bawl, and a beg time off She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off Me nah stop until you reach your climax Oowee! Cocky, you fi whine off Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off She love me, her man she a bypass Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class Jim Screechie Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass Jim Screechie Good body gyal, nuh have no virus A dem gyal deh I love Juice inna belly add up, she multiply... Nothing no minus [Chorus] And make she bawl, "Woii!" Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh [Verse 3] The gyal a bawl, "Woii!" She a say, it hot, me fi stop Mi say, "Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock" Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back 'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back She say, "Bring me to the hills", *Vroom!*, flash to the block Must fuck she waan, it has to be that Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock When tire puncture, no flat we no patch Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop [Chorus] And make she bawl, "Woii!" Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh [Verse 4] Some hot fuck she get! She a bawl, and a beg time off She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off Me nah stop until you reach your climax Oowee! Cocky, you fi whine off Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off She love me, her man she a bypass Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class Jim Screechie Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass Jim Screechie Good body gyal, nuh have no virus A dem gyal deh I love Juice inna belly add up, she multiply... Nothing no minus... [Outro] Jim Screechie Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Jim Screechie Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Jim Screechie Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh Jim Screechie Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh Jim Screechie My name is Gavsborg... And I love to give girls the jackhammer, jackhammer, jackhammer Jim Screechie...