In the club, she a wine and a wiggle
They niggle niggle, she a the cat and the fiddle
Under the rubble, a smile and a giggle
Me with a love from a mile in the middle
She have a crush, but child in a little
Style in a little, profile in a little
Cross the floor to the beat and the rhythm
Coming so close for the meat and the wedding
The common zone and the groove where my feet in
Destiny, it was already written
Now she's rubbing on my body
Like nobody else in the party
At the floor, she a play with her yardie
Take another big sip, a straight Bacardi
Girl come see, everybody know she