Tra La La - Buju Banton

Girls!

Call them in!

Call them in!

Call them in!

Hahaha

Keep them coming in!

Girls!

Hear this!

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

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»

Hear why!

Buju love it when the woman them surround me

A nothing but sweet gyal fi crown me

Sing!

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

Hear why!

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

One in a million, me fi be your 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, «uh…oh!, uh… oh!»

Well, dancehall, baby girl, is here tonight

Oooh, 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 you;re natural tight

Tits them a the perfect size

Gyrate and clap, make me hear your voice

Sing!

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

Hear why!

Buju love it when the woman them surround me

A nothing but hot gyal fi crown me

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

Hear why!

Gyal, 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

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 inna house make me hear you sing say

«Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la»

Gargamel want the woman them surround him

A nothing but hot gyal fi crown me

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la

Hear me out!

Gyal, 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