Likkle Miss (Remix) Lyrics
[Intro: Skeng & Nicki Minaj]
What up, what up, represent for the barbz in
Nicki this, Nicki that, Nicki mad dem
Caribbean girls run it, ayo, Skeng
True seh mi peng, ratty gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
[Verse 1: Skeng]
And mi seh ayy likkle miss look how yuh nipple dem stiff
Gunman mek yuh miss yuh appointment, bitch
Yuh suck dick yeah mi love bad bitch
Twerk fi di whole gang, ina yuh throat mi a spit
Dancehall need dis, di wull place shake it
Boom-boom, di gyal spit pon di gunman dick
Baby yuh want dis? No mi for spoil bitch dawg
All of a sudden she nuh badda want mi
[Pre-Chorus: Skeng]
Mi n’even feel nuh way dawg
A next katty deh a wait inna di yaad
And if she fuck around a same thing dawg
A Fada Bad Gang, a me di gyal want
And a never my fault
[Chorus: Skeng]
Gyal cock up mek mi fuck yuh dehso
Anuh nutt’n if yuh snap a video
See di miggle mek yuh whine di muckle
Yaah roll wid de gang den yuh nah get nutt’n
Gyal cock up mek mi fuck yuh dehso
Anuh nutt’n if yuh snap a video
See di miggle mek yuh whine di muckle
Yaah roll wid de gang den yuh nah get nutt’n
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, and mi seh, “Ayy, gunman, bad bitch, mi ah yuh Don?”
Mi body done up and dem gyal dem ah mi fan
Ah trigger man put ring deh pon mi hand
Mi put mi likkle tight up hole deh pon yuh john
Dancehall need this, di whole place shake it
Boom-boom, that ass clappin’ on his dick all night (Woo, woo)
He in Jamaica movin’ bricks all white (Woo, woo)
Soon as I see him, I’ma fuck him on sight
Kill ’em, kill ’em wid di whine
Di prettiest face, card nah decline
Mi shot gun in ah him car wit’ di nine (Right, right deh suh)
Bad, bad gyal, mi ah di wickedest, Barbie ah Skeng, likkle miss
[Chorus: Skeng]
Gyal cock up mek mi fuck yuh dehso
Anuh nutt’n if yuh snap a video
See di miggle mek yuh whine di muckle
Yaah roll wid de gang den yuh nah get nutt’n
Gyal cock up mek mi fuck yuh dehso
Anuh nutt’n if yuh snap a video
See di miggle mek yuh whine di muckle
Yaah roll wid de gang den yuh nah get nutt’n
[Verse 3: Skeng]
She waah boom pon cocky like seh she nave sense
A dat a wen molly buss in her head
Bare gunman deyah feel safe in herself
Shacko seh fi fling one ina di head
Top Banks, March Pen yeah wi do dis often
Killa dem brawlin an’ wanted an’ haunted
Craig Town know di vibe, junglist weh Grants Pen
Di wull summer get fuck, dem fi know wi nah nuh sense
[Outro: Skeng]
Mi n’even feel nuh way dawg