"Bim Bam" lyrics
"Bim Bam"
We used to meet up at the bus stop and now mi can't stop bus
Sipping on some coffee trynna make some Starbucks
Baby borrow me your bum bum when I done cum
We can buss a rum punch inna London
Baby stop movin' mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems 'round here
Tell me you love me when you touch my jewellery girl
Woah-yeah, oh ma
Have you still got time for me?
'Cause baby they be playing with your heart
And everybody wanna ruin your day
(And everybody wanna ruin your day)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you (pon you)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby, I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl
Anglais to Francais
Merci beacoup, she say she want me (want me)
The guap make her work for papi
Get your eagle on, twist and twine for papi
You gotta work for me, you naughty girl, you know you gotta twerk for me
I know you like to get it on with a nigga, off them drawers
You naughty girl, you the one for me
Bandit lover, call me poppa
When I'm around, I hit you up, my momma
Ring ring ring, make the telephone a bling
Make you sing, sing, sing
Sit down pon the ting shawty
You said you like to get it on, with Vianni, like to get it on with me
Know say that you want me, so come over here
Baby stop movin' mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems 'round here
Tell me you love me when you touch my jewellery girl
Woah-yeah, oh ma
Have you still got time for me?
'Cause baby they be playing with your heart
And everybody wanna ruin your day
(And everybody wanna ruin your day)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you (pon you)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby, I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl
Pulled up in something classy just to take you out to eat
Apple of my eye, but I'm staring at your peach
Shawty when you ride, looking like you want the D
Say you love my backstroke, make your body go weak
I'm that spot hitter, that guap flipper
She call your nigga big tipper
I get big figures, on my grind to be a rich nigga
I'm the shit nigga, time to put an end to a fucking bitch nigga
Shawty make that ass clap, make it round of applause
I'm naughty after hours, I'm a bullet for sure
Know that I'm peeking outdoors, when I'm inside deep in those walls, can't handle it all, but I'mma give you some more
All begging me to stop, why you longing it for
And make that back arch when you go on the fours
Kill her with the stroke, I be hitting every beat
But she got the maddest whine, make your body go weak
Baby stop movin' mad
I love it when you let me move it
You bout to cause problems 'round here
Tell me you love me when you touch my jewellery girl
Woah-yeah, oh ma
Have you still got time for me?
'Cause baby they be playing with your heart
And everybody wanna ruin your day
(And everybody wanna ruin your day)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you (pon you)
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Big batty got me confused
Her biddy bing bum biddy di bum bum bam bay (bam bay)
Long time, me put it pon you
Baby, I wanna see that thong, thong thong, thong, thong girl
Writer(s): Luke Liam J Henry, Imrhan Kirnon, Amos Pinnock, Michael Akfori, Agbepa Davis Daviani
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