Tra La La Buju Banton

[Intro]
Girls!
Call them in!
Call them in!
Call them in!
Hahaha
Keep them coming in!
Girls!
Hear this!

[Chorus]
I love it when the woman them surround me
A pure hot gyal haffi crown me
Sing!
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la
Hear this!
And if your loving is a ocean, make it drown me
Knock me down, pick me up, and rebound me
Sing!
Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

[Verse 1]
Now you're going to get the real thing
The right thing
Nothing like the hyping
Because of the way you wining
I can see that you liking
Because you boring life could take some spicing
Down low cold hard is nothing exciting
Woman a we all, woman a we everything
Petite in a figure plus chocolate skin
Baby love how you going hard
Love you smooth talking
Be the man a your yard
Ah my sweet little thing
Could never be a curse is a direct blessing
Upset and a curse through you mesmerizing
Not to worry at all don't fret me darling
Them sink you a float through you born good looking
Ladies in the house make me hear you sing
"Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la"