Girl From The North

Come over, come closer, baby come on in my whip on my rover

We taking shots baby we not leaving sober, She a bad lil gal and she come from the North

Whine pon da ting while I go for a strokey, Freaky lil gyal she don't even know

I want her and her friends I be getting long, Nobody can know gotta keep it lowkey

It's a madness when I come into the city, And like my gyal with nyash not itty bitty

Go slow deep strokes, I go until you choke, Baby you the goat

Oh, the gyal you got my vote, I'm going stroke by stroke

Until I can't no more, She a bad lil gyal, her parents don't know

She got that slippery slope

Whoa,