Rough Up (feat. Layydoe) - Olamide

Rough Up (feat. Layydoe)

Olamide

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03:17

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Lyric

Mm-mm, yeah

No, no

Oh-no-no, no, no, yeah (hmm)

You say you nuh go leave me for nobody, you

You say you nuh go leave me for no bloodclat

Your type fi real

Go rough up mi pum-pum right

Cah you know, say long time you ball, oh

You know I got you baby from now 'til dawn

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Cah mi haffi tip, tip, tip

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Mi summer turn fine, my fine wine

My gyal body shape like dollar sign

And I gats use seatbelt when you ride

My baby seh mi know, seh you wicked and bad

Jimmy Jatt weak when you dey by the wheel

Dem go run away if your calabash real

Mi want you alone, come fi mi home

Finger, I kiss, make your body set di tone

They got lover bodies, slit me throat

Bad to the bone, gyal you're bad to the bone

Tonight it goes down, back in our zone

Mi treat you like a bone, I go scatter your dome (hmm)

You say you nuh go leave me for nobody, you

You say you nuh go leave me for no bloodclat

Your type fi real

Go rough up mi pum-pum right

Cah you know, say long time you ball, oh

You know I got you baby from now 'til dawn

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Tip on your toes

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Cah me haffi tip, tip, tip

Baby, make you tip on your toes right now

Cah me with mi beauty, cah me feed da bootie

A long time with you, one lick, sweet tootie

Di signal show, mi know you wanna do me

Wine dutty while you make the ting close to me

Ya gyal fine, my gyal hotter

Make me craze, make dem pour me holy water

She nuh good, tell ya sons and daughter

Some gyal bad but 'em nuh reach quarter

Mi gon' sniff that, lick that

Omo, I be junkie fi da kitty cat

Climb pon mi podium, make I dey blow ya

Thing all night, you go start to dey pariwo

Baby on my body, very necessary

Look how mi shape go nice like berry

Man drown, get him eyes of uh mi skill

I mean one dippin' on mi hole all night, why, why

Look how mi body nice, how it fi shape

Look mi outside, no block cah fi tie you up, mi skill

Dem know seh mi hotter from cold, comin' up mi back

'Cause yo he told me how fi lick it, got me nice, mm-mm

Look, ooh, you hotter than style

Wine up mi waist, make the man, him shout

Cyann stand the fire when mi 'bliques on top

Him baller, "Oh you gyal you hotter than spore"

Wind my waist, bend my back

Lift up the leg, mek mi ball out

Mek mi fi shout how you men

You lost de gyal, the half be hotter than them

Well, mi haffi say, "Boom"

Wind my waist, cock up mi leg

Bend my leg, choke up mi neck

Tell me what I want cah mi nuh soffy, soffy ting

Slap up mi waist cah mi nuh soffy, soffy ting

- It's already the end -