Ragga Songtext
von Martina Topley‐Bird

Someone wanna come around
Dumpin fun around
I bring my pan around
And pop one in your shoulder
And pop one in your shoulder

Won′t no be the same
Won't no be the same

A stumble pacifist
Christian on my list
Cause I′m fingers and Noah's
You need to hold on

But a pacifist
Christian's on my list
Cause I′m feeling the fluid
They need to hold to

I come as fast as this
Like a Viper Kiss
Tricky make a vapour
Make you get your cold on


I wrap my tongue around
You get to be the clown
I come like underground
I make you feel older

Oh, I like it so much
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do

I wrap my tongue around
You get to be the clown
I come like underground
I make you feel older

I wrap my tongue around
You get to be the clown

Oh, I like it so much
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do

Oh, I like it so much
I'm doing things I wouldn′t normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do


Someone wanna come around
Dumpin′ fun around
I bring my pan around
And pop one in your shoulder

Someone wanna come around
Dumpin' fun around
I bring my pan around
And pop one in your shoulder
Pop one in your shoulder
Pop one in your shoulder

Oh, I love it so much
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do

Oh, I love it so much
I'm doing things I wouldn′t normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do

Oh, I love it so much
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do
And when it comes to your touch
I′m doing things I wouldn't normally do