Dancehall Lyrics by Tribes
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Verse 1:
She’s a gypsy queen, real tall and mean
She’s an airplane, no one’s ever seen
She’s a firecracker, real dance hall master
She’s a hurricane when you walk past her
She’s a morning sun in the midnight …
She’d sale her soul for all the sins
She’ll come right at you, lil Cleopatra
You take all you got, and you give it to her
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