Demarco - Bun Up Road lyrics

[Demarco - Bun Up Road lyrics]

No, da party yah slap 'way!
Da party yah hot!
Mi like how the gyal dem a roll in
Da party yah ago shot, inna di place
Everything alright
Big up dem sexy gyal, how dem just a gwan so
Lord, God, woii! Dam gyal yah
Mi like how she a gwan blow wow!
Just roll in Demarco, come say
Something to them gyal yah, now!
Bun up! Bun up! Bun up!

See me yah every gyal dream
The fat youth just step in mi clothes clean
Straight Listerine
Hail up the G dem, the G dem check in
"You a bun up road, dawg!"
Nuh say a word Mister Bean!
Every cup deh pon the table
Hennessy, it a beat
Tell some likkle bwoy no bother
Ramp with the team
Big up every ghetto youth, every scheme

Oh gosh
When you talk 'bout party, a we own that
When we a floss, we no hold back
B, take mi phone give da fat sexy gyal deh
And then you bring fi mi phone back
'Mount a broadcast weh mi get
Fi mi phone crash
Haffi visit every party, mi so fross
Blue face inna mi pocket, dawg, lone cash
Hey gyal pon the sound box

See me yah every gyal dream
The fat youth just step in mi clothes clean
Straight Listerine
Hail up the G dem, the G dem check in
"You a bun up road, dawg!"
Nuh say a word Mister Bean!
Every cup deh pon the table
Hennessy, it a beat
Tell some likkle bwoy no bother
Ramp with the team
Big up every ghetto youth, every scheme

Bun up!
Tell the waitress say fi, come over yaso
No bother feel say money done over yaso
A yaso hot, sun over yaso
No man to mi ears, a we a run over yaso
When we party, matches, no dry throat
Waitress, bring every type of liquor
Nuh try smoke yo 'marco
Hurry up and lef' da party weh you deh dawg
Da party over yaso bun up! Voice note

See me yah every gyal dream
The fat youth just step in mi clothes clean
Straight Listerine
Hail up the G dem, the G dem check in
"You a bun up road, dawg!"
Nuh say a word Mister Bean!
Every cup deh pon the table
Hennessy, it a beat
Tell some likkle bwoy no bother
Ramp with the team
Big up every ghetto youth, every scheme

Oh gosh
When you talk 'bout party, a we own that
When we a floss, we no hold back
B, take mi phone give da fat sexy gyal deh
And then you bring fi mi phone back
'Mount a broadcast weh mi get
Fi mi phone crash
Haffi visit every party, mi so fross
Blue face inna mi pocket, dawg, lone cash
Hey gyal pon the sound box

See me yah every gyal dream
The fat youth just step in mi clothes clean
Straight Listerine
Hail up the G dem, the G dem check in
"You a bun up road, dawg!"
Nuh say a word Mister Bean!
Every cup deh pon the table
Hennessy, it a beat
Tell some likkle bwoy no bother
Ramp with the team
Big up every ghetto youth, every scheme

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