Kom Kom Lyrics By Timaya x King Perryy & Patoranking

Kom Kom Lyrics By Timaya x King Perryy & Patoranking

Love me

The girl, they love me

What I'd say

Girl, your body kom kom

Where you'll wine up for me, oh

I swear your body, kom kom, oh, oh

Love the way you bend it for me

Girl, no one but you

You like Murder, She Wrote

Say, my baby, no one like you

Said, my girlie like Murder, She Wrote

Yeah, call me the paper boy

Ekwe, Papi Chulo, yes me, a paper boy

Kom kom

Everybody know me not a buga boy

Check around town, me, a bigger boy

Wine and jam it, jam it

Jam it, jam it

Wine and jam it, jam it

Jam it, jam it

Wine and jam it, jam it

Jam it, jam it

Steppin' in the place, everybody they jam it, jam it

Kom kom, girl, you body kom kom

Where you'll wine up for me, oh

I swear your body kom kom, oh, oh

Girl, you make me wanna call the police, oh

Girlie, no one but you

You like Murder, She Wrote

Say, my baby, no one like you

Say, my girlie like Murder, She Wrote

Call me the continental boy

Me lean back, say me not talk much

If he took out a lot to the beat and sol

Girl, ah, twist and bend it on the dance floor, yeah

Mi girl back bigger than Kim and B

She like the way mi step and make evangi

The girl not regular, she VIP

She call me king when she see me

You, the kinda girl that fit the rock upon the day

Anything you want, I'll get it for you, babe

You are pretty girl, come give it to me, baby

You know it's king and Papi, yeah, yeah

Girl, your body kom kom

Where you'll wine up for me, oh

I swear your body kom kom, oh, oh

Love the way you bend it for me, oh

Girlie, no one but you

You like Murder, She Wrote

Say, my baby, no one like you

Say, my girlie like Murder, She Wrote

Hey pretty girl, say you bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

Up in all the dance, you know you wine and one

Oh, what a calamity, what a bomb blast

The men love it 'cause you line up well

Mi love the body and mi come back again

(Me nah force it)

Like a dog, yes, me come bark again

(Me a burst it)

The general never come slack again

Tell the DJ pull up and bring it back again

(Kom kom)

Girl your body bad like disease

(Kom kom)

You make the men, they say what is this

(Kom kom)

When me pull up in a brand new Mercedes

Papi chulo, King Perryy and Patroanking up in this (So I say)

Girl, your body kom kom

Where you'll wine up for me, oh

I swear your body, kom kom, oh, oh

Girl, you make me wanna call the police, oh

Girlie, no one but you

You like Murder, She Wrote

Say, my baby, no one like you

Say, my girlie like Murder, She Wrote..