Head Concussion Records - Grab Up Yuh Crotches lyrics

[Intro] Rvssian, tell the girls and boys to touch hand Every man whine pon a gyal This is not a love song This is a f** song You ready baby? [Chorus] Gyal, come bruk off mi co*ky, honey Me a pree your fat punanny Gyal come dash out di p**y pon me Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny Grab up yuh crotches! [Verse 1] Sidung fi di buddy Wha' you say, you love sausage? White gyal see it and say "hey, what that is?! " You nuh waan long co*ky inna your p**y pa**age? Come yah, make mi show you what a real backshot is You see you, maga gyal, a mi carry-on luggage Wha' you tell di fat gyal? Come yah with di baggage When di buddy start fire, p**y burn up inna ashes Gyal a say mi co*ky strike like a couple pack of matches [Hook] Mi done say it's not a love song (love song) It's a f** song (it's a f** song) Me waan f** (f**) someone (someone) It's a f** song (f** song) [Chorus] Gyal, come bruk off mi co*ky, honey Me a pree your fat punanny Gyal come dash out di p**y pon me Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny Grab up yuh crotches! [Verse 2] She love sweetie, she know weh di lollipop is Wha' you say you waan, babies? Skin out! Weh di co*k is? You waan one, or you waan a couple puppies? Nuh worry 'bout that, mi s**ms big like mola**es You nuh know Gaza law? Make me tell you what that is No p**y s**, and no f**ing of batty's This song make di queen haffi f** inna di palace Prime minister haffi f** di secretary inna di office [Hook] Mi done say it's not a love song (love song) It's a f** song (it's a f** song) Me waan f** (f**) someone (someone) It's a f** song (f** song) [Chorus] Gyal, come bruk off mi co*ky, honey Me a pree your fat punanny Gyal come dash out di p**y pon me Feel up your two breast dem like you're horny Grab up yuh crotches!