Miss Masquerader ft. Simbaarley Lyrics

She said she want realist one yeah

Not everyday whine and jam, so I give her realist tug uhh

How she look so pretty inna mas

Costume on fleek and d feathers oh she drop like dat wid d bumpa going round

Miss masquerader (yeah yeah)

You give me fever, (You do)

You my reliever

You are the key

Why can't you see

Miss masquerader (yeah yeah)

You give me fever, (You do)

You my reliever

You are the key

Why can't you see

You make me say

She have d fresh smell of cocoa butter, on she

You haffi know she ah win

Every gem every bead each diamond, replaced the for sequence

Straight on she skin (Oh)

And even when we done on d road

She turn every man emotional

Baby getting down on to d ground with d bumper going round

Miss masquerader (yeah yeah)

You give me fever, (You do)

You my reliever

You are the key

Why can't you see

Miss masquerader (yeah yeah)

You give me fever, (You do)

You my reliever

You are the key

Why can't you see

You make me say