Jackhammer - Aidonia

Jim Screechie

Ladies…

My babies…

My girls…

Whoaaaa

She love off the jackhammer

The gyal a bawl, «Woii!»

She a say, it hot, me fi stop

Mi say, «Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock»

Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc

Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up

Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back

'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock

Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that

Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop

Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop

Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back

She say, «Bring me to the hills», *Vroom!*, flash to the block

Must fuck she waan, it has to be that

Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock

When tire puncture, no flat we no patch

Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap

Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop

And make she bawl, «Woii!»

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh

Some hot fuck she get!

She a bawl, and a beg time off

She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off

Me nah stop until you reach your climax

Oowee!

Cocky, you fi whine off

Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off

She love me, her man she a bypass

Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class

Jim Screechie

Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love

We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off

Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough

Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass

Jim Screechie

Good body gyal, nuh have no virus

A dem gyal deh I love

Juice inna belly add up, she multiply…

Nothing no minus

And make she bawl, «Woii!»

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh

The gyal a bawl, «Woii!»

She a say, it hot, me fi stop

Mi say, «Stop the noise, take a sat pon the cock»

Take a seat pon the cocky tic toc, you fi toc

Start whine, get wild, gitty up, gitty up

Good fuck she get, contact Diddy back

'Cause, energy, inna mi back weh it stock

Pure Snagga Roots, have the factory fi that

Gyal a try bruk the cocky, like a crockery weh drop

Cool face, gyal nuh have no acne fi pop

Gyal see the bike, waan kotch pon the back

She say, «Bring me to the hills», *Vroom!*, flash to the block

Must fuck she waan, it has to be that

Hammer inna belly, knock it a knock

When tire puncture, no flat we no patch

Gyal have the good hole, the fat weh fi slap

Me no stop, me no stop, me no stop

And make she bawl, «Woii!»

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a whine up her body, and a move to me slow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a bubble up her waist, and a tip pon her toe

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

The gyal a jiggle up her body, make the cock start crow

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh

Some hot fuck she get!

She a bawl, and a beg time off

She climb up pon the buddy, waan climb off

Me nah stop until you reach your climax

Oowee!

Cocky, you fi whine off

Gyal, your pussy full of grip, you nah slide off

She love me, her man she a bypass

Run 'way the Teacha, gyal, come a my class

Jim Screechie

Gyal, your pretty skin weh I love

We a fuck inna the light, no lock the light off

Cocky make gyal a catch hiccup and dry cough

Gyal cyan see 'cause she fling 'way the eyeglass

Jim Screechie

Good body gyal, nuh have no virus

A dem gyal deh I love

Juice inna belly add up, she multiply…

Nothing no minus…

Jim Screechie

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Jim Screechie

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Jim Screechie

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Jim Screechie

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh

Jim Screechie

My name is Gavsborg…

And I love to give girls the jackhammer, jackhammer, jackhammer

Jim Screechie…