Obie Trice - Jamaican Girl lyrics

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Call me baby, baby

{She say}

Call me baby, baby

{She say}

Call me baby, baby

{She say}

Call me baby, baby

{She say}

I just want you in my arms Obie

Hold you till the morning Obie

Know you got it going on Obie

I don't hear what the rumbleclots say {She say}

I just want you in my arms Obie

Hold you till the morning Obie

Know you got it going on Obie

Sex and on that good love to me

She say she like em dark skinn-ded

Not timid, wanna rumble in my loft is it

Talk different, her walk's exscusite

Switch is ridiculous, locks is twisted

Like a block she said visit us

Jamrock why don't you picture us, with

Kids or whip, a ton of cannabis

So I can can it on a cannoe

Sippin coconuts like its a can of some brew

I'm what she plan to hold on to {she say}

Haters wanna hate, hey no way, hey

She'll slit ya throat, mess around with O

She move a pound of coke, like brown with hopes

Of being close to folk, if you clown ya poked

No joke, murder she wrote, provoke me no a rotty

Be a dead body, it be that dread hotty

Me no know noone that more potty

Down on her knees, up in the party to please my body {she say}

I just want you in my arms Obie

Hold you till the morning Obie

Know you got it going on Obie

I don't hear what them rumbleclots say {She say}

I just want you in my arms

Till the break of dawn we can get it on Obie

Ain't no need to prolong Obie

Realest nigga on this song is Obie

Way she move, got me in her hypnotic ways

Her voice manuevers, got me thinking bout her day to day

See I'm faced with beauty, there's nothing more for me to say

Put on the dance floor and play with Obie

And it's no cliche, O's great like the lake

So she pon'd the river her way of doing the snake

Jamaican God, make a true playa break

Say it ain't so, ya truth is fate

Incense lit when she's interested in insertion

Any minute ya squirting, she gifted in

Giving you the business, hurting em

Plus she know that art of perversion {she say}

Call me baby, baby