Can't Anymore

(We got LondonOnDaTrack) Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want Mi wan' to get nasty Inna di car that's the after party I wan' feel your body on my body But I can't anymore Yeah, that's around Round on round Coming in Coming out We tryna come To our senses But we keep pouring up this senseless Got my body on point so I nitpick Gotta be good paid with the whip, whip He like "When you gon' give, when you gon' give your number to me?" I'm like "If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want" He like "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front" Mi wan' to get nasty Inna di car that's the after party I wan' feel your body on my body But I can't anymore Mi wan' to get nasty Inna di car that's the after party I wan' feel your body on my body But I can't anymore Yeah, got a waist Likkle waist Fi hold on pon When you taste Have man a gaze Pretty face Walk with slim top on heavy bass So wha' you gon' do? To get DJ, rewind it yeah, yeah We outside to party yeah, yeah To get DJ, rewind it yeah, yeah We outside to party yeah, yeah If you really want it, baby, ya know what I want He like "Girl, let your guard down, girl, don't put on a front" Mi wan' to get nasty Inna di car that's the after party I wan' feel your body on my body But I can't anymore Mi wan' to get nasty Inna di car that's the after party I wan' feel your body on my body But I can't anymore (Ooh, wha' you gon' do?, ooh wha' you gon' do?) (Eh, eh) (We got LondonOnDaTrack)