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Stefflon Don - Clockwork Lyrics



Stefflon Don - Clockwork Lyrics
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[ Featuring Spice ]

Spice and Stefflon Don (uh)
(Dim)
Yuh three point fourteen tight, eeh?
Gyal, angle yuh back ninety
Pussy degrees hotter than di pepper scotch, eeh?
Don dada woulda f*ck you pon a back seat, back seat
Put it in, tek it out, camera, amateur
Gyal f*ck pon di scene, in a deep pussy dream (bruk yuh back)
Buss liver, buss spleen
When di bullet hit your belly, eeh?

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

Me nu stop (work) pon di block (work)
Me love a man who (work), don't stop (work)
Pon di top (work) don't stop
From di block, drill di whole contractor (work)

Pussy weh me gi' you it nuh normal
Throat f*ck up when mi come inna conscious
Is a stick up, stick up, boy, put yuh hands up
When you slide inna di ting, electricity conduct
And mi batty fat, wait 'tll di ting rise up
Shelly belly flat, she have a Miami tummy tuck

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

Bad gyal whine and flick it off
Pon di buddy you fi travel and split it off
Split it off, lick it off and pop it off
Lollipop haffi come hard it nuh come soft
Push it in, tek it out
Boy me wan' you push it in, tek it out
Legs to di sky with my ten toes
Pussy haffi get stroke

Boy, boy, boy when me ride, ride, ride
This yah tight, tight, tight ukku bit and a bite
Send it up, up, up, send it up like a kite
A nuh five, a nuh ten, this a hundred precise

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

A so di body inflate when dem see me gyrate
Me like when me bend up and di cock a penetrate
Me and a man a f*ck inna fifty-two state
Good hole, me great, me nnuh keep dutty mate
Boy love it, love it when me kotch it one side
Gyal a try fi di work but she never qualify
All di pastor see this and a try fi backslide
Ride me a ride, me nuh f*ck man and hide
A suh me brace it and me siddung pon di top
Inna trunk, inma rain, all inna treetop
Mek noise, siren, someone call di cop
Work me ah work bumpa, me nuh stop

Clockwork, clockwork (me nah start pon di front)
Clockwork, clockwork (me just make it go dung inna middle likkle bit, y'ah understand?)
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork (just gwan big up yuhself, enuh, gyal)

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork (ah we seh clean mouth and fresh breath)
Clockwork, clockwork (Dim)
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Spice and Stefflon Don (uh)
(Dim)
Yuh three point fourteen tight, eeh?
Gyal, angle yuh back ninety
Pussy degrees hotter than di pepper scotch, eeh?
Don dada woulda f*ck you pon a back seat, back seat
Put it in, tek it out, camera, amateur
Gyal f*ck pon di scene, in a deep pussy dream (bruk yuh back)
Buss liver, buss spleen
When di bullet hit your belly, eeh?

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

Me nu stop (work) pon di block (work)
Me love a man who (work), don't stop (work)
Pon di top (work) don't stop
From di block, drill di whole contractor (work)

Pussy weh me gi' you it nuh normal
Throat f*ck up when mi come inna conscious
Is a stick up, stick up, boy, put yuh hands up
When you slide inna di ting, electricity conduct
And mi batty fat, wait 'tll di ting rise up
Shelly belly flat, she have a Miami tummy tuck

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

Bad gyal whine and flick it off
Pon di buddy you fi travel and split it off
Split it off, lick it off and pop it off
Lollipop haffi come hard it nuh come soft
Push it in, tek it out
Boy me wan' you push it in, tek it out
Legs to di sky with my ten toes
Pussy haffi get stroke

Boy, boy, boy when me ride, ride, ride
This yah tight, tight, tight ukku bit and a bite
Send it up, up, up, send it up like a kite
A nuh five, a nuh ten, this a hundred precise

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork

A so di body inflate when dem see me gyrate
Me like when me bend up and di cock a penetrate
Me and a man a f*ck inna fifty-two state
Good hole, me great, me nnuh keep dutty mate
Boy love it, love it when me kotch it one side
Gyal a try fi di work but she never qualify
All di pastor see this and a try fi backslide
Ride me a ride, me nuh f*ck man and hide
A suh me brace it and me siddung pon di top
Inna trunk, inma rain, all inna treetop
Mek noise, siren, someone call di cop
Work me ah work bumpa, me nuh stop

Clockwork, clockwork (me nah start pon di front)
Clockwork, clockwork (me just make it go dung inna middle likkle bit, y'ah understand?)
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork (just gwan big up yuhself, enuh, gyal)

Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork
Clockwork, clockwork (ah we seh clean mouth and fresh breath)
Clockwork, clockwork (Dim)
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Writer: Giorgio Ligeon, Grace Latoya Hamilton, Juan Botero, Nathan Butts, Stephanie Allen, Tyree Hawkins, Tyshane Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Songtrust Ave

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