Tra La La

Buju Banton

I love it when the woman them surround me

Pair of hot gal mi have to crown me, sing

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

And if your loving is a ocean let it drown me

Knock me up pick me up and rebound me

Sing, Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la



Now you 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



One in a million me to bo you man perfect born

Hot stepper cruising with true name brand

Sipping Crystal oh Ice on the hand

Ladies get wild to their favorite song

Gyrating waistline clapping hands

Like (chattering)

We dance on baby girl its here tonight

Who make your body go left to right

Rocking your worldlike dynamite

You have what it takes you got what I like

Fatness in abundance plus a looking device

A not liposuction your natural tight

Tits them a the perfect size

Gyating and clap make me hear your voice

Sing, Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la