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Hold The Line lyrics with English Translations
[Chorus: Santigold]
I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya'
I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya'
I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya'
I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya'
[Verse 1: Mr. Lexx] We a f**k the hottest gyal dem round ya' Gyal from down a country and gyal from down a town ya If you check the phone yah Kimona, Simona and Sonya, Ramona Gyal love hear da sound yah Call Kiki and tell him send me a pound a A the highest grade because we like smell the aroma When me touch the body gyal dem say a Feelings a carry fi Fiona True a me she say she waan fi be a sperm donor Bush to the bone me Fresh from California When me touch the road dem gyal smell da cologne ya Hear me now!
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
[Verse 2: Mr. Lexx] Hot gyal 'ere, hot gyal there A bare hot gyal me wan full up inna the Square Gyal a call me say, 'Come here' Me tell dem hold the line and tek a chair If ya want a girl, no bother worry you ask me, cause me share Step up inna the club and watch everybody stare We a f**k the hottest set a gyal dem round here Year to year a fi we gyal dem have the flare So, hear me now!
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
[Verse 3: Santigold] I know my brain is much bigger than your stock When I go spittin', never want me to stop I got that fire in me ready to explode And when it happens feel the wrath of my load Like, 'Damn woman! You got me, yeah, you get up on top' Like, 'Damn! How you do it with that rhythm you got?' Well now I'm drivin' till you get out on the road I wind you up, wind you, leave you shiverin' cold Now I'm much better than you You really wanna get, you wanna get You tremblin' up from the mix, eh Baby, you better sit down Fling it back mek you wanna get off the ground, yea Doh pretend like I doh hear you when you pick up I love it down when you think about me All you f**kin' round busy bad boys, forget about me
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
[Verse 1: Mr. Lexx] We a f**k the hottest gyal dem round ya' Gyal from down a country and gyal from down a town ya If you check the phone yah Kimona, Simona and Sonya, Ramona Gyal love hear da sound yah Call Kiki and tell him send me a pound a A the highest grade because we like smell the aroma When me touch the body gyal dem say a Feelings a carry fi Fiona True a me she say she waan fi be a sperm donor Bush to the bone me Fresh from California When me touch the road dem gyal smell da cologne ya Hear me now!
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
[Verse 2: Mr. Lexx] Hot gyal 'ere, hot gyal there A bare hot gyal me wan full up inna the Square Gyal a call me say, 'Come here' Me tell dem hold the line and tek a chair If ya want a girl, no bother worry you ask me, cause me share Step up inna the club and watch everybody stare We a f**k the hottest set a gyal dem round here Year to year a fi we gyal dem have the flare So, hear me now!
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
[Verse 3: Santigold] I know my brain is much bigger than your stock When I go spittin', never want me to stop I got that fire in me ready to explode And when it happens feel the wrath of my load Like, 'Damn woman! You got me, yeah, you get up on top' Like, 'Damn! How you do it with that rhythm you got?' Well now I'm drivin' till you get out on the road I wind you up, wind you, leave you shiverin' cold Now I'm much better than you You really wanna get, you wanna get You tremblin' up from the mix, eh Baby, you better sit down Fling it back mek you wanna get off the ground, yea Doh pretend like I doh hear you when you pick up I love it down when you think about me All you f**kin' round busy bad boys, forget about me
[Chorus: Santigold] I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya', I make ya', I make, I make ya', I make ya' I make ya' jeans vibrate like a Nokia
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