Lyrics
Yeah, Yeah
Dems Leh Leh
Dutty whyne dutty whyne yeah
She dey scream my name and dance, just dey whine oh
Now she doing dutty whyne dutty whyne oh
Na you fine, just dey fine just dey fine just dey grind go
She dey whyne just dey fly oh
Every time we dey grind for her side oh
Now she doing dutty whyne dutty whyne oh
Inna waist, she no lie, she na fine, she no bi oh, yeah
Gimme that thing dutty whyne
See your pretty waist just dey fine
Gimme slowly, Naughty ride
Every time, She dey slide
Bring that thing, Naughty ride
Do your waist say you want to ride
Do it slowly, baby why you dey shy
Me I wan kill Ikabella
She dey tell She wan tell Isabella
She wan call She dey call Ca Capella
Now her Pum Pum dey make her dey tell her
Say her bum bum make i sell, make i sell her
She dey whyne to the rhythm like Nneka
Inna bum bum Inna whine Inna Cell ah
She wan ride, She wan slide, She na Pella
Be her bumbum make my eye just dey red
We dey go every time for coachella
She give me rum pum, she dey whyne like a jailer
Move to the middle like Nutella
Yeah Yeah
Gimme that thing dutty whyne
See your pretty waist just dey fine
Gimme slowly, Every time, Baby why you dey shy
Bring that thing, Naughty ride
Do your waist say you want to grind
Do it slowly, Naughty ride
Baby Comment tu t'appelles e yeh
Peter Kell e yeh
Na abeg e yeh, I dey beg e yeh
Make i sell e yeh
I dey beg e yeh
You dey make me dey want to dey rest
Peter Kell e yeh
Oga Lele e yeh
I dey my cell e yeh
Me no tell e yeh
If i tell e yeh
Na forget e yeh
Na for kolo wey dem say make i talk iyo oh yeah
Gimme that thing dutty whyne
See your pretty waist just dey fine
Gimme slowly, Every time, Baby why you dey shy
Bring that thing, Naughty ride
Do your waist say you want to grind
Do it slowly, Naughty ride
Inna Bum bum
She wan tell me say, she dey wanting all my vibe
She wan kill me say, she no feeling all my vibe
She wan dicking all the time, She no rock am
She wan feel am for my body
She dey lick me like a Tom Tom
Like a Pom Pom, Inna Bum Bum
She dey rub am
She wan feel me like a lotion
Me no talk for my cell iye eh
Gimme that thing dutty whyne
See your pretty waist just dey fine
Gimme slowly, Naughthy ride
Every time, She dey slide
Bring that thing, Naughty ride
Do your waist say you want to ride
Do it slowly, baby why you dey shy
Me I wan kill Ikabella
inni inni ini, ina mi soul
She dey give me everyday for my soul
Gimme Gimme Gimme, dutty whyne
She dey gimme gimme gimme for my soul ohh
Wound me Wound me Wound me, dutty whyne
She dey gimme gimme gimme for my soul ohh
Gimme Gimme Gimme, dutty whyne
Eh Eh
Ademola Oyekanmi
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