Sugar for Your Waistline (версия 2)

Verse

Cutlass shining, cane stalk splitting clean

Juice on your wrist like the sweetest thing I've seen

Radio crackle by the sugarcane stand

Waist dey answer before you lift your hand

Powder sun on your shoulder, dust on your feet

You bite the cane, you smile, you keep the beat

Market noise fading, only one sound I trust

The way your hip catch rhythm in the dust

Pre-Chorus

Tell me now, tell me now

Who dey teach your body how

Slow it down, slow it down

Let me learn the way you move around

Chorus

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Sweet the way you carry that design

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Girl you got the whole of me refined

Verse

Evening now, pot dey simmer on the flame

Wooden spoon dey stir, you dey call my name

Taste am for your finger, sweetness on your tongue

Waist still moving like the song ain't done

Kerosene lamp throwing shadows soft and slow

Steam on the window, warm the way you glow

You no need no perfume, no you no need no wine

Natural sugar, baby, that's the vibe

Pre-Chorus

Tell me now, tell me now

Who dey teach your body how

Slow it down, slow it down

Let me learn the way you move around

Chorus

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Sweet the way you carry that design

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Girl you got the whole of me refined

Bridge

Forget the tea, I no need am sweet no more

Forget the cane, you're the one I'm asking for

Every step you take got me counting time

Nothing on this earth taste as fine

Chorus

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Sweet the way you carry that design

Sugar for your waistline, sugar for your waistline

Girl you got the whole of me refined