Lyrics (Magic by christopher martin )
I see that your hair's well done
Don't tell me that you coming from the hair salon
You know that's a no no, girl
Yeah, that's a no no
You call my phone when your man's at home
What's going on, is the respect gone
You know that's a no no, girl
Girl, that's a no no, whoa oh
You gonna mess around and let him find out
What we doing (doing), we doing, we doing
But you say you no care
'Cause him have other gyal weh him screwing
(Screwing, screwing, screwing)
So you say lay down 'pon the bed, no please
I see you crawling to me 'pon your knees
Say you a go gi' me everything me need
Watch you shift it 'cross and me just slip it in
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You tell your friends say you doh feel right
Cah you waan we lock dung and fuck all night, baby
Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough, oh o oh
We don't talk in the days when we see each other
But we come alive in the nights
When we're alone together
This thing we've got is good
Let's keep it undercover
Just gwaan like you doh know me (you doh know me)
Me doh know you (me doh know you)
Feel so good to be wrong
Can't believe I'm leaving you to go home
You're the melody to my song
Keep it going on
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You tell your friends say you doh feel right
Cah you waan we lock dung and fuck all night, baby
Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough, oh o oh
Baby, grind on me, grind, grind on me
Grind on me, grind, grind on me
Love me babes, love me babes, hmm-mmm, hoo
Grind on me, grind, grind on me
Grind on me, I want you grind on me, baby
We want more, yeah
Ha aah, aah, ah, aah, yeah
Ahhhh, baby
You grip the sheets and bruk off your nails
Sweat out your hair, baby
Call your job and tell your boss seh you sick
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You tell your friends say you doh feel right
Cah you waan we lock dung and fuck all night, baby
Tell your man you gone 'pon business trip
'Cause I got you hooked on my magic
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough
You cyaan get enough, no
You cyaan get enough, oh o oh
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