Work That Body
Move That Body
Shake That Body
Let Me Play With that Body
Hot gal a dance pon the table, It's just a wanton display
Kick up your legs in the air now, all the men around in a daze
Hot gal laid out on the bed now, that certain look on her face
Well how much fun to be had now?
Oh Lord let me count the ways.
One and all the gal think about the bad man, but some of them are afraid
how the people around a chat.
Zulu me give them thoughts over the riddim, long time me tell you minute man
never gets a shot.
The gal a kill you with the physical libido, run them games the gal a put them man
Hear tune the Zulu man a run, dem fi know.. when life's mundane she call my name
Long trip from London to New York, Zulu man is back on the case
You call them airline attendants, I call them darling for days
She has a friend in the city, big bhati and sexy voice
I brought the camcorder with me, two girls you leave me no choice
Hot pleasure me give the little video gal and them treasure the badman Zulu
is what the gal dem come for, the Rock Star yea The Artist, the one who puts
it down the hardest.
The one who bend the gal over, foot pon de shoulder, make dem bust up a sweat.
The type of sex that you read about inna de romance novel you keep in your desk
Bad man Zulu give the gal dem extra, dem say dem cant go work fi de next day
Run that riddim, easy my selector, tune buss big, you give the badman airplay
Dance floor gal a remove dem clothes, hear bad man she start working up a sweat
Some girls they're turning up dem nose, still dem all a look for the time dem cant forget
You choose the pleasure you wanna, experience with the girl
Lay down, cause LaLa she gonna, commence to rocking your world
Girl I could make you my lady, freeze chain and light up your wrist
Save you from this life, so crazy... How many times has she heard this? (lol)
CHORUS Correct these lyrics