Wining Queen

[Intro: Popcaan & Ramriddlz] Woi, woi, woi (Let me beat it up like Jaegen) Woii-yoii I need to know what makes you horny Need you in my life, in case yuh didn't know [Chorus: Popcaan] So mi say, bubble up pon mi, gyal you are all I need Baby mi love how yuh winin', gyal you ah winin' queen So mi seh, cock up yuh thick, pretty body Gyal yuh pretty like money Hotskull Love when yuh winin', gyal yuh are winin' queen [Verse 1: Preme] I want a rockstar like Madonna Pretty like Kishana and Teanna Girl where you dey, mi can't see ya She wanna rock the boat like Aaliyah I need your motion, to feel like the ocean Wrap your lips 'round me like you smokin' And you ask why I never show emotion I lost too many friends to the bullshit But them cyan catch me slippin', man mi focused Used to bein' hopeless But now them cyan miss me, dem notice Them cyan hold this, [?] bogus Preein' my ting, must a joke this Just been a vibe Girl when you wine, my hand up your thigh, yeah, yeah And it ain't no surprise, one on mi side Tears down your eye, eye, eye [Chorus: Popcaan] So mi seh, bubble up pon mi, gyal you are all I need Baby mi love how yuh winin', gyal you ah winin' queen So mi seh, cock up yuh thick, pretty body Gyal yuh pretty like money Hotskull Love when yuh winin', gyal yuh ah winin' queen [Verse 2: Popcaan] Baby mi love when yuh bruk it off Love when yuh get high fi mi Gyal, mi say your body hot Ah yuh mi mek like di [?] Baby mi love yuh when yuh bend over Bad like mi Range Rover Call one of your friends over Fuck when wi frass 'til wi get sober Bathe den wi start over Nah carry nuh bad odor Gyal you ah wine your waist to the melody, baby Gyal you ah wine your waist to the melody (Woii yoii) Gyal you ah wine your waist to the melody (Mhmm) Gyal you ah wine your waist to the melody (Wo-wo-wo-wo-woii yoii) [Chorus: Popcaan] So mi seh, bubble up pon mi, gyal you are all I need Baby mi love how yuh winin', gyal you ah winin' queen So mi seh, cock up yuh thick, pretty body Gyal yuh pretty like money Hotskull Love when yuh winin', gyal yuh are winin' queen [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] Uh, you got a man but you messin' with the wrong one When I ask you about your day, you had a long one Them other dudes try to impress, you runnin' from them Soon as I send my location, you wanna come there Yeah, yeah, you rollin' with a real player Yeah, yeah, we private when we in the air Yeah, yeah, you say you never felt this 'Cause I can give you more than a little bit Got you beggin' for more when you feelin' it Screamin' out to the Lord when I'm killin' it Baby I've been on my grind, I've been gettin' rich You should roll with me and enjoy all the benefits Little of this, little of that Leave with me once, ain't comin' back You with a real nigga, baby that's a fact And when I hit it, throw it back [Chorus: Popcaan] So mi seh, bubble up pon mi, gyal you are all I need Baby mi love how yuh winin', gyal you ah winin' queen So mi seh, cock up yuh thick, pretty body Gyal yuh pretty like money Hotskull Love when yuh winin', gyal yuh are winin' queen