Lock Down

DJ Frass & Chip - Rap, Patwah (Jamaican Patois)
Lock Down
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Duration: 2:55
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[Intro] Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm" She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm" She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm", yo [Chorus] Take you fi ah food, get you in the mood (Lobster) Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come) I love when you bend over (Love) Fuck anybody else, it's over (Done) Pour another juice, spark another zoot Gyal, get on your knees, get me in the mood (Hahaha) Mi one she cyaan get over (Nah) Fuck anybody else, it's o— [Verse 1] Gyal seh mi nuh trust, don't get mi started Dem seh cheats don't prosper, no player cyaan win Gyal ah run mi down, but mi ah runner, fast, quick Yes, I'm doin' her when I say I'm doin' my ting Both full of manners, please her, she ah please me Skin tight, hoii, she seh, "Chippy, yuh nuh easy" Need her, she need me (Hmm), both a wi needy (Come) Nipple inna mouth like she ah try breastfeed me (Woo) Deep, mek she feel it Nuh tell me yuh love me if yuh nuh mean it Gyal, if mi seh mi love you, would you believe me? Come and give me your lovin', I'm catchin' feelings, you're my healin' [Pre-Chorus] We should book a flight, go abroad We should book a flight, go ah Yaad (Jamaica) She said, "Boy, wha' di rass? Yuh full ah balls On some real British-yaadman talk", yeah [Chorus] Take you fi ah food, get you in the mood (Lobster) Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come) I love when you bend over (Love) Fuck anybody else, it's over (Done) Pour another juice, spark another zoot Gyal, get on your knees, get me in the mood (Hahaha) Mi one she cyaan get over (Nah) Fuck anybody else, it's o— [Bridge] Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm" She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm" She said, "Mhm-hm, mhm, mhm-hm", yo [Verse 2] She nuh give a rass about the diamonds and the garments (No) Man a run her down, she waan fuck me cah me charmin' (Hmm) Sex, she waan sex me to sleep, mi seh, "Gwaan then" She kiss me pon mi forehead when mi get up inna mornin' (Woii) High grade a run, yeah, the both of we gassed Drink dem a run, yeah, the both of we frass Still gimme long time, cutie, oh, that's long time And nothin' like sleep when we both on my mattress (Watch out) Deep, mek she feel it Mi flick it and stab it, my baby leak you (Boy) More time wi mek a mess and change sheets dem (Haha) If we buck up next week and repeat then the woman call screamin' (Wetta) [Pre-Chorus] And then book a flight, go abroad Mi seh, "Pick a spot", she seh, "Yaad" (Jamaica) She said, "Boy, wha' di rass? Yuh full ah balls On some real British-yaadman talk", yeah (Haha) [Chorus] Take you fi ah food, get you in the mood (Lobster) Take you hotel, take you to my room (Come) I love when you bend over (Love) Fuck anybody else, it's over (Done) Pour another juice, spark another zoot Gyal, get on your knees, get me in the mood (Hahaha) Mi one she cyaan get over (Nah) Fuck anybody else, it's o—
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- Chip