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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nadia Rose
Nadia Rose
Performer
Red Rat
Red Rat
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nadia Rose
Nadia Rose
Composer
Ellis Taylor
Ellis Taylor
Composer
Wallace Wilson
Wallace Wilson
Composer
Steve Marsden
Steve Marsden
Composer
Andrew Bradford
Andrew Bradford
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Show N Prove
Show N Prove
Producer
Eddie Serafica
Eddie Serafica
Engineer
Jake Gordon
Jake Gordon
Mixing Engineer
Beau Thomas
Beau Thomas
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

H-h-h-hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt (Woah)
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt (Okay)
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt (Ai!)
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up, tight up, tight up (Nadz)
Hey, you, girl in a, the tight up
Sittin' tight up skirt, ya body can't fit in
Hey you, girl, they wanna know my name?
Love my hair, and how I tie my ribbons, mmm
Pet my kitten
Ride 'pon the (Meow), like I ride 'pon riddim
Man overseas, wanna fly? Come Britain
Yuh see the tight skirt? Put it in a expert dishes
See di tight skirt?
Oh, that's a light work?
Day, and that some night work
Sleep, then I arise, work?
Cheeks, the left and the right work?
Kill 'em with it, inna Mia tight skirt
Affi see a dietician
The way I kill 'em, tight skirt
I'm like ammunition
You see, that tight skirt affi get recognition
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up, tight up, tight up
Tight up, tight up, yeah
Worldwide
Hey, you, girl inna di tight up skirt
Yuh batty too big, a cause fi concern
Hey, you, girl, you better watch and learn
Mi nah come once, mi cyaan't return
Bad from born, the way I kill 'em with the loud, they cannot respawn
The way the skirt tight
Really, it shoulda torn, mmm
Some have vibed, some have gone
I'm a gangster, so that's what they wan' know
'Nough tight skirt inna mi wardrobe
Call the police and the marshals
The next one just reach inna the parcel
Kill 'em with it, inna mi tight skirt
Haffi see a dietician
The way I kill 'em, tight skirt
I'm like ammunition
Yuh see that tight skirt haffi get recognition
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up, tight up, tight up
Tight up, tight up, yeah
Mmm
Oh, Jesus, someone call the seamstress
My skirts are too tight, I can't be alright
How am I still breathing?
Oh, I can't believe this, the way that it's squeezing
I enter the room, I don't say a word
I'm leaving, no speaking, like
Tight up, tight up, tight up
Hey you, girl in a, the tight up
Those trees burning brighter
Tight up, tight up, yeah
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
The tight up skirt, tight-tight up skirt
Hey you, girl inna di tight up skirt
Written by: Andrew Bradford, Ellis Taylor, Nadia Rose, Steve Marsden, Wallace Wilson
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