So gimme dat, gimme dat. I like
dat. Girl I like that. Gimme
dat. Make you gimme dat. I like
that. Girl in wan touch,
I’m ready to be burnt. Oh yeah.
The roof is on fire. Oh-oh,
oh-oh. This girl is on fire. She’s
on fire. I’m ready to
I love the way you dey work it.
The way you twist your body
and the way you wine that. It’s
kinda dirty. Girl I wan touch,
I’m ready to be burnt. Girl you
too much (much). So tell
me why I no go rush (rush). Your
body is so tempted to touch
(touch). Girl I wan touch, I’m
ready to be burnt. Girl you
too hot, hot.
Me see you anytime me wan touch,
touch. My friends dem
a say me too rush, rush. But sorry
baby girl I cant stop,
stop. You too much, much. It’s
too hot, hot. x2.
Girl you too much, she’s on fire
She no dey tire hey! Girl I wan
touch, I’m ready to be burnt.
Girl you know you blow my mind.
My mind, mind. Like Shakira/Beyonce,
your hips no dey lie. I love the
way your body twist and wine
(wine, wine). Cos I see you my
baby, man no dey cry. Baby
move your body close to mine.
I just wanna be right by your
side. Cos you know how to make
things right. Girl I dey feel
you, carry dey go.
[Repeat chorus till fade]