Wynwood (feat. Gutta Twins)

Ah, so they wanna take it personal T-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-extreme Anything Else its dead HET-HA Fete Headin' south bound on I-95 Speak loud, I feel so alive Ready fi road, me and the crew From summer start weh nah stop the vibe From the push'n of we brain, we sippin' the Champagne The gyal dem ah call we name, we drippin' up with the chains We heavy inna the game, stay in ah we own lane Them rockin' designer frames, I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, from we sell with the road Me there with me crew I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, I'm ready for Wynwood Big tune ah dis, inna the fete and we rude with it Rude BOY Big tune a dis, Carinage true we could never split Big TUNE Big tune ah dis Laventille zest yeah we never miss Laventille Band of the year, yeah we never miss Broward County strong, yeah, we made for this Yeah, we Chipping ' the road 95 south, somewhere to go Feta I'm inna the fete she dancin' on me She wuk'n a. sweat Zest She pelting her waist, I'm catchin' it all I'm lost in her space Let's mash up the place! I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, from we sell with the road Me there with mi crew I'm ready for Wynwood Ooh, I, I'm ready for Wynwood Band of the yearrrrr, Fete I'm ready for Wynwood Band of The Year Yeah with mi crew Yuh done know Psalms the album Big tune ah dis Duhty and Delly Yeah Band of they Year Where we at I'm ready for Wynwood I'm ready for Wynwood I'm ready for Wynwood