Kom Kom

By Timaya

Released on December 1, 2018

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Love me

It's Orbeat on the beat

The girl dem love me (Gaga)

Whayasay

Bomba


[Chorus: Timaya]

Girl your body kom kom, eh

Way you whine am for me o

I swear your body kom kom, o o

Love the way you bend it for me o

Girl you know I'm a G

Me like "Murder she wrote"

Say my baby no one like you

Say my girly like "Murder she wrote"


[Verse 1: Timaya]

Call me the paper boy

Papichulo Yes, me a paper boy

Everybody know me not a bugga boy

Check around town, me a bigger boy

Whine it jo mi jo mi (Ijomi jomi)

Whine jo mi jo mi (Ijomi jomi)

Whine jo mi jo mi (Ijomi jomi)

Step inna the place, everybody dem jami jami

Kom kom


[Chorus: Timaya]

Girl your body kom kom, eh eh

Way you whine am for me o

I swear your body kom kom, eh eh

Girl you make me wanna call the police o

Girl you know I'm a G

Me like "Murder she wrote"

Say my baby no one like you

Say my girly like "Murder she wrote"


[Verse 2: King Perryy]

Call me the continental boy

Million box, say mi not talk much

If you do galala to the beat, dance all

Girl ah, twist and bend inna the dance floor

The girl butt bigger than kimani

She like the way me step inna me Givenchy

The girl not regular, she VIP

She call me king when she see me

You, the kinda girl wey have to work up on a date

Everything you want, me getti for you babe

You'a pretty girl, come give it to me baby

You know it's kingdom for me ya ya


[Chorus: Timaya]

Girl your body kom kom, eh

Way you whine am for me o

I swear your body kom kom, o o

Love the way you bend it for me o

Girl you know I'm a G

Me like "Murder she wrote"

Say my baby no one like you

Say my girly like "Murder she wrote"


[Verse 3: Patoranking]

A pretty girl say you bad bad bad bad bad

Up inna the dance, you know you whine am well

Oh what a calamity, what a bomb blast

The man dem love it, girl you line am well

Mi love the body and me come back again (Me a boss)

Like a dog, yes me come back again (Me a boss)

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 mandem say "What is this?" (Kom kom)

When me pull up in a brand new Mercedes

Papichulo, King Perryy and Patoranking up in this

Whayasay


[Chorus: Timaya]

Girl your body kom kom, eh

Way you whine am for me o

I swear your body kom kom, o o

Girl you make me wanna call the police o

Girl you know I'm a G

Me like "Murder she wrote"

Say my baby no one like you

Say my girly like "Murder she wrote"


[Outro]

Yea

It's STG