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Siddung Lyrics - Artist : Teejay
Sunshine

One man alone have 25 gyal
Tell her, whine up, like a revival
Under di vibes and get mi vital
My gyal a gimme gyal, and a seh she like gyal
High grade weed, mi a puff di ital
Couple hand sanitizer, and couple Lysol
Gyal, yuh skin clean, ask any idol
Tell a dutty gyal, gweh, you no inna rival
You tek di lead, gone wid di final
Some gyal pop down and dem life sad
Bruk di cocky like yuh suicidal
You a bad bitch wife or any side gyal
Gyal, whine pon hood, and siddung, and come off
You no waan no bwoy weh short, him a do off
Sexy nuh rass, baby, you a show off
Baby
We fucking like a crow
Hold no let me go
Push yuh head outta door

When mi hood inna yuh hole and you siddung
Cocky buss inna yuh belly like a gun
Beat up yuh pussy like a drum
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung
Buss inna yuh belly like a gun
Beat up yuh sumn like a drum
Fuck yuh pussy hard 'til it numb
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung

Siddung pon cocky, gyal, bruk off it
Two of we a fuck, no care 'bout nobody
Rough like di jungle a safari
And da gyal yah, she a gwan like she badder than me
Likkle high grade weed, now pop molly
If she no get me she get Calfarni
She tek of her drawers and pop off it
A sumn like this-
Alright then

With mi hood inna yuh hole, girl siddung
Cocky buss inna yuh belly like a gun
When mi beat up yuh pussy like a drum
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung
Buss inna yuh belly like a gun
Beat up yuh pussy like a drum
Beat up yuh sumn 'til it numb
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung

One man alone have 25 gyal
Gyal a whine up, like a revival
Under di vibes and get mi vital
My gyal a gimme gyal, and a seh she like gyal
High grade weed, mi a puff di ital
Couple hand sanitizer, and couple Lysol
Gyal, yuh skin clean, ask any idol
Tell a dutty gyal, gweh, you no inna rival
You tek di lead, gone wid di final
Some gyal pop down and dem life sad
Bruk di cocky like yuh suicidal
You a bad bitch wife or any side gyal
Gyal, whine pon hood, and siddung, and come off
You no waan di government bwoy weh a do off
Sexy nuh rass, baby, you a show off
Baby
We fucking like a crow
Hold no let me go
Push yuh head outta door

When mi hood inna yuh hole and you siddung
Cocky buss inna yuh belly like a gun
Beat up yuh pussy like a drum
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung
Buss inna yuh belly like a gun
Beat up yuh sumn like a drum
Fuck yuh pussy hard 'til it numb
You a run, try run, try run, try run
Gyal, siddung

Siddung pon cocky, gyal, bruk off it
Two of we a fuck, no care 'bout nobody
Rough like di jungle a safari
And da gyal yah, she a gwan like she badder than me
Likkle high grade weed, and we pop molly
If she no get me she get Calfarni
She tek of her drawers and pop off it
A sumn like this-
Alright then

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