Elephant Man Lyrics
Elephant Man Lyrics
"Cock up You Bumper Lyrics"
Could I Be You Lyrics
Something is wrong with the sum of us That I can't seem to erase How can I be the only one Without a smile on my face [Chorus] Well now, you're laughing out loud At just the thought of being alive And I was wondering Could I just be you tonight You show your pain like
Something is wrong with the sum of us That I can't seem to erase How can I be the only one Without a smile on my face [Chorus] Well now, you're laughing out loud At just the thought of being alive And I was wondering Could I just be you tonight You show your pain like
How di gal dem look so good
shizzle ma nizzle
ladies getting wild in the capizzle
you know
hey yo
you can get it on your cd or disc
elephant, big tigga and sasha
on cock up yuh bumpa remix
this one is the refix (whoa)
yep
mad sick
head nuh good
you know
good to go
(yep)
CHORUS:
alright Jacqueline
cock up yuh bumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
yuh broader than the escalade
yuh rounder than the tundra
cock up yuh bumper
cock up yuh bumper
the expidition hot but watch ya fi yuh front coulda clumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
yuh broader tha
Silver Machine Lyrics
I, I just took a ride On a silver machine And I'm still feeling mean Oh, do you want to ride See yourself going by The other side of the sky You gotta know where I've been And it flies sideways through time It's an electric line To all the Zodiac signs I got a silv
n the escalade I, I just took a ride On a silver machine And I'm still feeling mean Oh, do you want to ride See yourself going by The other side of the sky You gotta know where I've been And it flies sideways through time It's an electric line To all the Zodiac signs I got a silv
yuh rounder than the tundra
the expidition hot but watch ya (hey)
the gal dem wid the escalade bumpa
come wine up pon da front yah
all sexi gal, ah unnu mi a hunta
unnu know mi ah di real dark hunta
juice ah bus mi ah go rid unna da front ya
so come wine up pon da fat tree trunk ya
from yuh know yuh nah smoke no blunt ya
bumpa nuh flat like when tire puncture
CHORUS
alright Jacqueline
cock up yuh bumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
yuh broader than the escalade
yuh rounder than the tundra
cock up yuh bumper (yeah)
cock up yuh bumper (yeah)
the expidition hot
MERE PSEUD MAG ED - Live Version Lyrics
His heart organ was where it should be His brain was in his arse His hand was well out of his pocket His psyche is in the hearth Has a sneer which was weird Some time ago Heard Kraftwerk in '81 Has a WASP synthesizer A real male, make-up as well Sophist
but watch ya fi yuh front coulda clumpaHis heart organ was where it should be His brain was in his arse His hand was well out of his pocket His psyche is in the hearth Has a sneer which was weird Some time ago Heard Kraftwerk in '81 Has a WASP synthesizer A real male, make-up as well Sophist
Big tigga:
now what tigga say
cock up yuh bumpa inna the front ya
back inna the club big tigga huntcha huntcha
cock up yuh bumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
the navigator fab yuh kno
i'm looking for the hum , wha
gimmi da dance
bust da dance
all i want is you to cock up yuh bumpa
plus a chance to advance a little bit
closer to your pants
the way you stand, your stance
put me in a trance
now watch dem hot gal come cock
it up inna the air to the riddim it don't stop
Sasha:(what, back up, back up, back up)
big tig, sasha, elephant
We All Sleep Alone Lyrics
Somebody, somewhere turns off the lights Somebody all alone faces the night You got to be strong When you're out on your own 'Cause sooner or later We all sleep alone Nobody, nowhere holds the key to your heart When love's a possession it'll tear you apart You may have lovers wherev
dem hotSomebody, somewhere turns off the lights Somebody all alone faces the night You got to be strong When you're out on your own 'Cause sooner or later We all sleep alone Nobody, nowhere holds the key to your heart When love's a possession it'll tear you apart You may have lovers wherev
(mad sick)
CHORUS
now watch di gal strap
cock up yuh bumpa
cock up yuh bumpa
Sasha:
yuh see dah front ya
underneath ya
it woulda sweeta
if it woulda reach ya
cock up mi bumpa
cock up mi front ya
ah you have the big anaconda
you have me hot, nah suck no front end
bumpa round like dumpling
body is hot and blood is boiling
ele coulda work me till morning
sasha is here and gangsta riding
with a brand new style named bumpa grinding
so hold your position and watch your styling
bad gal nuh play when it comes to wining
yuh see it
CHORUS