Paul. Whine up your body my girl the way you wan do. Cah when you dweet the deejay get charge up. Press pon di gas when engin start up. When you deh pon mi deh mi get caught up. Ponn di real. You haffi
. Your love is tin, faith is thin. No concept of pain, right to complain. All you fagazines, senile teens. Jaw me black ball me. Deejay yourself away and turn your back. It will be easier to stab
. And I tracked him down right away. Now he's a deejay on a radio show. A station that everybody knows. Call me Double-O-Soul. Call me Double-O-Soul. . Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul
. And I tracked him down right away. Now he's a deejay on a radio show. A station that everybody knows. Call me Double-O-Soul. Call me Double-O-Soul. . Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul
. And I tracked him down right away. Now he's a deejay on a radio show. A station that everybody knows. Call me Double-O-Soul. Call me Double-O-Soul. . Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul
. And I tracked him down right away. Now he's a deejay on a radio show. A station that everybody knows. Call me Double-O-Soul. Call me Double-O-Soul. . Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul. Double-O-Soul