Tra La La-群星

TRA-LA-LA - Buju Banton love it when the woman them surround me Pair of hot gal mi have to crown me, sing Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la And if your loving is a ocean let it drown me Knock me up pick me up and rebound me Sing, Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la Now you going to get the real thing The right thing Nothing like the hyping Because of the way you wining I can see that you liking Because you boring life could take some spicing Down low cold hard is nothing exciting Woman a we all, woman a we everything Petite in a figure plus chocolate skin Baby love how you going hard, Love you smooth talking Be the man a your yard Ah my sweet little thing Could never be a curse is a direct blessing Upset and a curse through you mesmerizing Not to worry at all don't fret me darling Them sink you a float through you born good looking Ladies in the house make me hear you sing Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la One in a million me to bo you man perfect born Hot stepper cruising with true name brand Sipping Crystal oh Ice on the hand Ladies get wild to their favorite song Gyrating waistline clapping hands Like (chattering) We dance on baby girl its here tonight Who make your body go left to right Rocking your worldlike dynamite Ypu have what it takes you got what I like Fatness in abundance plus a looking device A not liposuction your natural tight Tits them a the perfect size Gyating and clap make me hear your voice Sing, Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la