Hold The Line Lyrics - Guns Don't Kill People...lazers Do - Major Lazer

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I Make Ya We ah fuck the hottest gyal dem round 'ya 

Girl from Down ah Country and 

Girl from Down ah Town ya 

If You check da phone Ya 

Kimona, Simona, & Sonya, Ramona 

*Cha-ching* Gyal love hear da sound ya? 

Call Kiki and tell him send me a pound ah- 

ah di highest grade because we like smell di Aroma 

When me touch de road de gyal'dem say ya 'We ah dem owna' 

Feelings a carry fi' Fiona 

True ah mi she say she wan fi me a spend on 'er 

Bush to the bone me 

Fresh from California 

Wen me touch de rude dem gyal smell dem cologne ya 

Hear Me Now 

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I Make Ya I Make your Jeans 

Vibrate Like a Nokia 

Hot Gyal Here 

Hot Gyal Dere 

A bare hot Gyal me wan full up inna di Square 

Gyal ah call say come here 

'Come Here' 

Me tell dem Hold the Line and take a chair 

If ya want a girl, nuh bodda worry youte ask me cuz mi share. 

Step up inna de Club and 

Watch everybody stare 

We ah fuck di hottest set ah gyal dem round here. 

Year to year a fih we gyal dem have di flare. 

So Hear Me Now 

I Make Ya Wah dem a Call 

I Make your Jeans 

Vibrate Like a Nokia 

I know my brain is worth bigger than your Stock 

When I be spitting never want me to stop 

I got that fire in me ready to explode 

And when it happens feel that wrath of my load 

Like 'damn woman' you got me when you get up on top 

Like 'damn how you do it' with that rhythm you got 

Well now im driving till you get out on the road 

And wind you up, wind you leave you shivering cold 

Now I'm gettin' ready for you 

Gimme the wanna get 

You wanna get ya tripling up from the mitzy. 

Baby you better sit down 

Take ya back til ya wanna get off the ground again 

Lemme tell I gotta you when ya pick up 

Is that the time when ya think about me 

All your talking bout busy bad boys forget about me 

I Make Ya Wah dem a Call 

I Make your Jeans 

Vibrate Like a Nokia