Popcaan - Inna Yuh Belly lyrics

[Intro:] She waan fi come over mi yard Mi tell straight...say fi don't wear draws, 'cause a bedroom war Gyallis a nuh peace treaty Bring yo p**y come, mek mi ill-treat it Unruly nuh eat sweetie Open you legs neatly [Chorus:] Gyal! Inna yuh belly mi gone Wooii, inna yuh belly mi gone And mi nuh f** gyal inna uniform Wooii inna yuh belly mi gone Trudy a seh she love Unruly man So, come yah nuh Trudy-Ann (Yuh p**y tight so,) Inna yuh belly mi gone Wooii, inna yuh belly mi gone [Verse 1:] Hey gyal mi seh Open yuh legs like computer Da wine deh mek mi come faster Cho bomboclaat, what a gyal bad ma**a Mi find the church, call pastor Mi haffi married her, 'cause she a buddy master Mi ready fi gi' her a daughter She waan fi do other things Waan cause a disaster Unruly nuh tek brata [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2:] Yo, Zaga! Gyal see we and bubble, bubble Waan bring her friend dem, that a double trouble Jordan, rev her out like the VW If you p**y fat, mi woulda feel up you Anyhow! Mi waan know, a how your p**y so tight? You grip mi like when we deh pon the bike Drive and pick mi up, like a satellite But all weh a gwan, a yuh friend mi like [Repeat Chorus]