Millennium Gallis - VYBZ Kartel, Shawn Storm, Shane O

Gyallis.

Gyallis.

Gyallis.

Fi got dem

Get yuh gal wet, you know mi don’t mean boat ride

She told mi that you just eat wul night (OH)

Mi drill har like hut two three hut

Classic fuck, pull up mi pants, have on mi Reebok

Some rubbish weh some boy a run down yo we have dem heap up

Put gyal pon mi cocky while gyal a put dem pon dem knee cup

Tek two offa dem gyal, den me cut

Den mi

Den di Reebok

Den mi re-fuck

Short a breath, now can you keep up?

Gyallis a di millennium

Two pussy, mi bring di fire like a rebellion

Touch yuh breast under di cover mi no feel any lump

Innah har belly mi bust it up (Blow) Bellini pump

Gyal a gi wi di punany-na-na-ny-ny so

Cocky ring innah dem belly, pununununu

Gi wi di punany-na-na-ny-ny so

Mek she sing melodies La-la-la-la-pu-pu

Mek mi tell yuh bout gyallis, gyallis

New Millennium gyallis, gyallis

Y2K gyallis, gyallis

Master Degree gyallis, gyallis

Fuck it innah traffic, graphic

Draws vanish, she damaged

Mi grab it, no caress

Mi grab breast, mi cocky

Stab it, you love me?

You promise?

Dem gyal eat di ice cream, annuh di cone alone

Addi dem gyal call while she home alone

She blow pon di ting like a saxophone, xylophone, all kinda phone & video it

pon Kyla phone

A she send it to Cairo phone, she cold

Mi buss mi juice innah har mouth, mi lowe di hole

Har man deh a him yaad, him wash, him cook, him clothes a fold

A wicked gyal, all over har face mi balls a roll

She text him bout she deh a show, she soon come home

Mi fulla style, all mi designa know

Di kinda flow, weh kinda slow weh mek dem mind a blow

Di typa skirt weh she a wear mek di vagina show

Strip up pon mi pole, mi money nuff annuh coin a throw

Coil a show

Har sister turn around like terminus

Underneath har burning up

Five thousand Kelvin

She crown me di king, she call him di gelding

No pretending, me a di realest, tight hole pon big penis

Pickney born, me cock fit

Pick di corn, chick chick

Gyallis, gyallis

New Millennium gyallis, gyallis

Y2K gyallis, gyallis

Master Degree gyallis, gyallis

Fuck it innah traffic, graphic

Draws vansish, she damaged

Mi grab it, no caress

Mi grab breast, mi cocky

Stab it, you love me?

You promise?

Fi got dem

Get yuh gal wet, you know mi don’t mean butt right?

She tell mi that you just eat wul night (OH)

Mi kill har like one two three hut

Plastic fuck, pull up mi pants, have on mi Reebok

Some rubbish weh some boy a run down yo we have dem heap up

Put gyal pon mi cocky while gyal a put dem pon dem knee cup

Tek two offa dem gyal, den me cut

Den mi

Den di Reebok

Den mi re-fuck

Short a breath, now can you keep up?

Gyallis, Gyallis