Jungle Lyrics

Microphone on

Turn me up

Saturday get your Yeah

Saturday get your fleek up

Is you really fucking with a nigga?

Imma take you and your friends out we could link up

Drink up

I am so attracted to your body

But I swear it's more than that cause you're a creative thinker

I know that you like the high notes

You fine and your thighs kinda got my mind blown

If I go tell me would you follow

Your eyes are divine and they fucking shine though

It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do

Pick up my phone and let the people come through

It's that day to spend the money on you

Welcome to the jungle

It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do

Pick up my phone and let the people come through

It's that day to spend the money on you

Welcome to the jungle

I said come through with all your friends them

I could take you down to London if you're interested

You know money ain't a problem you'll get the best things

So tell me what you want from me, girl what you want

If I say sit down, shey you go sit down

If I call, tell me would you hesitate to pick up

You be gold digger, I control bigger

You suck soul, bust slow, confuse niggas

The games she dey play

Ikebe super with the Ikebe

She blocking niggas like Dikembe

Never in places where delay dey

Where delay delay dey

Would we ever see again

Feelings I wan feel again

Baby you are killing me

Yeah Yeah

It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do

Pick up my phone and let the people come through

It's that day to spend the money on you

Welcome to the jungle

It's your birthday tell me what you wan' do

Pick up my phone and let the people come through

It's that day to spend the money on you

Welcome to the jungle