Karaoké Which One Drake & Central Cee

All the girls that's here for the truth

Come put both hands on the DJ booth then

Wine your waist to the big man sound

And I get too stiff 'cos that ting's too round

Good God

Make me lift up your gown but your face so sweet

Wanna spin you around

If I go link gang

I'll bring you around

If I go to the bar

I'll bring you a round

Which one

Which one

You're not like the tings you're around

You're a real good girl so I'm ringin' you down

But come to the bed

I'll fling you around weh

These guys can't make songs for the gyal dem

Trust me

This how the single should sound

Fuck anyone that's bringin' you down

Sweetheart you're doin' your thing right now, good God

Yeah all the girls that's here for the truth

Come put two hands on the DJ booth then

Wine your waist pon a real good yute dem

You want Cench or your ex

Which one

You want friends or success

Which one

Tell the sound man Spin this one

Play this for the gyal dem party

Dun

God forbid a girl's tryna have fun

I got X if you wanna take drugs

Do you wanna have sex or do you wanna make love

Which one, which one

Which one, which

Got a fairy ting and I got a witch one

A G'd up ting that I bring sticks 'round

And I've got a good girl

Good girl, snitch one

Too many gyal

Now I gotta switch one

Turn the hotel to a twenty-V-one

Three-sixty

My head got spun

Junk in the trunk

Can see it from front

Girl your body is tea

It's pain, I'm sprung

Your backside weighin' you down

One ton

I got a chopstick for your wonton

Tell me what you want

What you really, really want

Put a coin in the slot

Ya just hit jackpot

Ayy

All the girls that's here for the truth

Come put two hands on the DJ booth then wine your waist for the 6ix Side yute and

Put your head inna the pillow

Face first

Face first, face first, face first

Ayy face first, face first

Put your head inna the pillow

Face first

I'm in the jam

Know the mandem, burst

You got makeup on the white shirt

I wanna fuck out your face and skrrt

You need to throw that ting inna reverse

Then work, work, work, work, work

Yeah work, work, work, work, work

Your last man broke your heart and it hurts

You could cry out ya eye and curse

You want diamond watch

You want purse

You don't need swimsuit

Take off your shirt

Bend your back gyal

Don't say a word

Face of a angel

I come like church

I can't wait girl

I'm not a waiter

But you're sexy

You still get served

I'm at the Claridge's in London

Burst

Put your head inna the pillow

Face first

Yeah all the girls that's here for the truth

Come put two hands on the DJ booth then

Wine your waist for the 6ix Side yute dem ayy

You want Cench or your ex

Which one

You want friends or success

Which one

Tell the sound man Spin this one

Play this for the gyal dem party

Dun