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Dexta Daps – Dem Gal Yah Bad

Singers: Dexta Daps
song cover

Lyrics Dexta Daps – Dem Gal Yah Bad

Text:

She a draw card, is a joker, she pluck ‘pon him
Man a say she a go check her friend dem, do her nails
Him no see her till the next morning, no, sir
She a must the fuss for him

Cah him say him a go kill her if she fuck ‘pon him
Weh him say, kill her if she fuck ‘pon him
Weh him say, him a go do

She start bawl, so me stuff up her mouth with the pillow
She a, curl up like caterpillar
Pussy feel like a new Glock to a killer
It a squeeze me up tight like a taxi me inna
Say she got a likkle hen, but the cock could a bigger
So she nah gi’ the pussy back to the nigga
Courts nah say nothing, bring it back to the Singer
Him vex through a we a… fuck weh him dinner

Dem gyal yah, badder than a garrison
Fi fuck weh dem gyal, that a no issue
She just a bun him like a rubbish so
You love her, she love embarrass you
And him a say that him a gyallis too
We and him is no comparison
Me a fuck a model inna Paris too
Fourteen gyal a each parish too

Draws a tek off like a flight
(She) She gi’ me the pussy fast like a bike
Mek her two legs dem part like a fight
One cut, go through, sharp like a knife
She blow it so hard, me buss off like a kite
Smoke till her windpipe lock off like a pipe
Yes, a that’s why mek him cross like weh Christ deh ‘pon

She gi’ the boss one surprise

Dem gyal yah, badder than a garrison
Fi fuck weh dem gyal, that a no issue
She just a bun him like a rubbish so
You love her, she love embarrass you
And him a say that him a gyallis too
We and him is no comparison
Me a fuck a model inna Paris too
Fourteen gyal a each parish too

Hey, hey
She a fuck ‘pon him hard, and a draw card
Is a joker, she just call him
Man a say she a go check her friend dem, go do her hair
Him no see her till the next morning, no, sir
She a must the fuss for him
Cah him say him a go kill her if she fuck ‘pon him
Weh him say, kill her if she fuck
Kill her if she fuck, kill her if she fuck ‘pon…
Da bwoy yah no see say

Dem gyal yah, badder than a garrison
Fi fuck weh dem gyal, that a no issue
She just a bun him like a rubbish so
You love her, she love embarrass you
And him a say that him a gyallis too
We and him is no comparison
Me a fuck a model inna Paris too
Fourteen gyal a each parish too

Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
She a my pot a gold (she a my pot a gold)
But she a your pot a food (your pot a food)
No, no, no, no, no, noo
*laughter*