Dye My Hair - ALMA

Am just in the mood for some sweet sex Dye dye dye Yuh ready fi mi baby Dye dye dye Baby dye dye dye Woiee, just come pop out mi brazilian hair Woiee, pull up mi room it too tidy Dye dye dye Am in a fcking mood Boy tek mi head and shub inna di corna Some weh unda bed boxers fling unda Tear off larngah wear and start di dramma Him rub him finga pon mi clit mi feel it getting harder Cocky reach mi, mi a bawl fi mama Him a play string guitar mi a play piano Bumbo Pssuy cloth a wah dis mi unda Sweat a run heart a race inna di fck sarga Dye dye dye dye dye dye ah Dye dye dye dye dye dye ieee Dye dye dye dye dye dye it hot Dye dye, the fck a sweet me woiee Di fck a sweet me woiee Woiee di fck a sweet me Ah dye dye dye dye dye dye Dye dye Change position now Change the formation a di match Baby mi wah climb pon di top Mi know yuh like six-thirty but now a 10 o'clock So recline di chair mek mi siddung inna yuh lap It sweet mi, mi talk inna gypse Clulo clulo wooie dah boy yah a fix me Whine up inna mi pssuy like Cd and mix me Lawd about fifty times mi cum when him twisty Dye dye dye dye dye dye ah Dye dye dye dye dye dye ieee Dye dye dye dye dye dye it hot Dye dye, the fck a sweet me woiee Di fck a sweet me woiee Woiee di fck a sweet me Ah dye dye dye dye dye dye Change position now Boy tek mi head and shub inna di corna Some weh unda bed boxers fling unda Tear off larngah wear and start di dramma Him rub him finga pon mi clit mi feel it getting harder Cocky reach mi, mi a bawl fi mama Him a play string guitar mi a play piano Bumbo Pssuy cloth a wah dis mi unda Sweat a run heart a race inna di fck sarga Dye dye dye dye dye dye ah Dye dye dye dye dye dye ieee Dye dye dye dye dye dye it hot Dye dye, the fck a sweet me woiee Di fck a sweet me woiee Woiee di fck a sweet me Ah dye dye dye dye dye dye Dye dye Change position now Change the formation a di match Baby mi wah climb pon di top Mi know yuh like six-thirty but now a 10 o'clock So recline di chair mek mi siddung inna yuh lap It sweet mi, mi talk inna gypse Clulo clulo wooie dah boy yah a fix me Whine up inna mi pssuy like Cd and mix me Lawd about fifty times mi cum when him twisty Ahhh dye dye dye dye dye dye ah Dye dye dye dye dye dye ieee Dye dye dye dye dye dye it hot Dye dye, the fck a sweet me woiee Di fck a sweet me woiee Woiee di fck a sweet me Ah dye dye dye dye dye dye

Said I'm gon' give you some instructions That you can't be scared to try I want you to touch it softly Like the way you do my mind It got body and it's smooth to touch The same way as my skin But don't you be scared To run your hands through my hair Baby, 'cause that's why it's there Come run your hands through my hair Oh, baby, said don't you be scared So come run your hands through my hair It's been way long overdue Just like these inches down my back Usually don't let people touch it But tonight, you'll get a pass Spend my dimes and spend my time To keep it real, sometimes it's tracks But I don't care, mmm So run your hands through my hair Baby, 'cause that's why it's there Come run your hands through my hair Oh, baby, said don't you be scared So come run your hands through my hair Know this ain't usually me But I might let it down for ya (mmm) This ain't usually me (usually me) But I might let it down for ya So come run your hands through my hair So baby, 'cause that's why it's there So come run your hands through my hair Oh, don't you be scared Run your hands through my hair

Tryna win all my time (na, na) Pullin' me to the side, you're so bad Don't wanna hear 'bout your life (na, na) If you wanna get fucking high, come closer Pullin' up in your blacked out Benz Tryna roll with the cyber twins You think you're so cool, not tryna be rude to you If you're rollin' 'til 4 a.m., maybe we can be best of friends If you're so cool, what can I do to you You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off (Do it all for me) You've got to dance You've got to dance You've got to dance So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me Pourin' that drink on ice (na, na) Don't worry about that price, I'm paying Don't wanna hear 'bout your life (na na, no no) Show me if you got that style, don't fake it Pullin' up in your blacked out Benz Tryna roll with the cyber twins You think you're so cool, not tryna be rude to you If you're rollin' 'til 4 a.m., maybe we can be best of friends If you're so cool, what can I do to you You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off (Do it all for me) You've got to dance You've got to dance You've got to dance So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me I'm pretty sure that you're bad for me Let me look closer, let me see Oh, I used to fall for your kind all the time Get my hands dirty and run out of line I can be who I wanna be No matter what the big machine is telling me Oh, I wanna dance, wanna dance all the night Get my hands dirty and run out of line Oh, so let me dance for you, dance for you Let me dance for you, dance for you Let me dance for you, dance for you, oh oh oh oh Dance for me, you've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me You've got to dance You've got to dance for me You've got to dance You've got to dance for me You've got to dance You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me You've got to dance You've got to dance You've got to dance for me You've got to dance for me So take a shot, rip it off, do it all for me Oh oh oh, he