Lyrics

She have the wickedest wine. And she throw that thing pon me (Pull Up ,Pull Up,Pull Up,Pull
Up,Pull Up,Pull Up) She know what I like so keep coming.
Me love how you set the thing just for me, call out me name. And me come running. This is our
time no rush. Whole leap of vibe. DJ pull it up.
Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hold it. Hand pon your waist controlling the motion. Dis likkle wine
gotta rude bwoy open now (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hold it. Hand
pon your shoulders watch me control it. Dis likkle wine have a rude bwoy open now.
Gwan Wid Yu. Gwan Wid Yu Winę. Fix up ya face and move your waist line
Let me tell you one time ya ha fi gwan wid ya wine. Tell ya one time. Ya ha fi gwan wid you
wine.
Gwan Wid Yu. Gwan Wid Yu Winę. Fix up ya face and move your waist line
Let me tell you one time ya ha fi gwan wid ya wine. Tell ya one time. Ya ha fi gwan wid you
wine.
Ya think seh its cool to play me like a fool you know seh mi watching you and mi love
everything , everything you do. Ya nah gwan easy touch me tease me them gyal wan see me,
them gyal too cold, them not hot like you, gwan buss a wine, datta proof.
Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hold it. Hand pon your waist controlling the motion. This likkle wine
got the rude bwoy open now (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hol it. Hold it. Hand
pon your shoulders watch me control it. This likkle wine have a rude bwoy open now.
Gwan Wid Yu. Gwan Wid Yu Winę. Fix up ya face and move your waist line
Let me tell you one time ya ha fi gwan wid ya wine. Tell ya one time. Ya ha fi gwan wid you
wine.
Gwan Wid Yu. Gwan Wid Yu Winę. Fix up ya face and move your waist line
Let me tell you one time ya ha fi gwan wid ya wine. Tell ya one time. Ya ha fi gwan wid you
wine.
Written by: Michael Black, Treyvaughn N. Johnson
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