Wine Pon You
Doja Cat feat. Konshens Lyrics


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I ain't got my eye on you
Ain't been hypnotized by you yet
Ain't in here tryna find my dude
I take it you just like the way I wine pon you

How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (the way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah

You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens (yeah)

Yeah, yeah
Pop that like Ginkgo biloba
That booty don't need no more soda
Too hot, now this boy don't need no more doja
Leg on the seat, that's a photo
See that you focused
If there's no room, boy, we'll squeeze in the corner
Way that he talking, you think that he know her
Hold up
See baby, this for the night, I won't see you tomorrow
Yeah, but when I dance here, boy you better man up
Be like a museum, got you looking, boy you can't touch
Yeah, I got him speaking, got him geeking, tie them hands up
Tappin' to the beat, you wanna freak her 'cause she random
Know you got your girl here, looking for your ass, run
Faking that you loyal, boy, you playing with her passion
Even when the beat slow, I shake a lil' faster
Twerking on the speaker, know you need her in your fan club

How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah (way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (the way I, the way I)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah

You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine (ha)
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens (oh yeah)

Baby girl, badman a wuk yuh wit no neardy
Make underwear fly like birdie
When me call, you cum early
Make you wanna get down and dirty
When you whine up your body so slow
Punch line, solo
It's your show, be the star an done
When you back it up pon me mi nah back down

How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you
How I whine pon you
The way I whine pon you, yeah (like the way I whine)




Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you (baby, when I, like it when I whine pon you)
Take it, you just like the way I whine pon you, yeah

Overall Meaning

In the song Wine Pon You, Doja Cat shares her confidence and charm on the dance floor. She asserts that she is not looking for a man and that she knows the men in the club are drawn to the way she moves. Her refusal to be hypnotized by them shows that she is in control of the situation. She then goes on to describe her skills on the dance floor and how they catch the attention of onlookers. Doja Cat also discusses how men are so attracted to her that they can't help but become fixated on her as she moves.


The chorus of the song, "How I whine pon you, the way I whine pon you," is a nod to Caribbean dances like "whining" and the influence of dancehall music. Doja Cat incorporates Caribbean elements in the song, including the presence of the Jamaican patois spoken by Reggae artist, Kojo Funds, who is featured on the track. Additionally, the line "badman a wuk yuh wit no neardy" is a Jamaican slang phrase meaning “bad man will work you non-stop tirelessly like a mustang horse in a rodeo” and is a nod to Jamaican dancehall songs that frequently mention “bad man” figures.


In summary, the song Wine Pon You is a self-assured dance track that celebrates Doja's confidence and sensual dancing abilities. It uses a mix of Caribbean and African-American musical elements to create a catchy club vibe that celebrates self-expression through movement.


Line by Line Meaning

I ain't got my eye on you
I'm not interested in you yet


Ain't been hypnotized by you yet
You haven't won me over yet


Ain't in here tryna find my dude
I'm not looking for a boyfriend


I take it you just like the way I wine pon you
I know you like the way I dance for you


You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
She's a model who can be found in magazines


Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
She's a young and attractive woman who is sexually aroused and has five electronic screens


Pop that like Ginkgo biloba
Move your body fluidly like the herbal supplement Ginkgo biloba


That booty don't need no more soda
Her butt is already big enough and doesn't need any more enhancement


Too hot, now this boy don't need no more doja
She's already sexy enough for the guy, he doesn't need any more drugs


Leg on the seat, that's a photo
She's posing in a way that looks good for a photo


See that you focused
She notices that he's paying attention to her


If there's no room, boy, we'll squeeze in the corner
If there's not enough space, they can get close to each other in a corner


Way that he talking, you think that he know her
The guy is acting like he knows her well


See baby, this for the night, I won't see you tomorrow
This evening is just for fun, she won't see him again after tonight


Yeah, but when I dance here, boy you better man up
When she dances, he needs to step up and match her energy


Be like a museum, got you looking, boy you can't touch
She's attractive like a work of art, but he can't touch her


Yeah, I got him speaking, got him geeking, tie them hands up
She's got him talking and acting wildly, she could even tie his hands up if she wanted to


Tappin' to the beat, you wanna freak her 'cause she random
He's dancing to the music and wants to hook up with her because it's a random encounter


Know you got your girl here, looking for your ass, run
He needs to be careful because he might get caught cheating by his girlfriend


Faking that you loyal, boy, you playing with her passion
He's pretending to be faithful, but he's just toying with her feelings


Even when the beat slow, I shake a lil' faster
She can dance quickly no matter the tempo of the music


Twerking on the speaker, know you need her in your fan club
She's dancing on the artist and the guy is becoming a fan of her moves


Baby girl, badman a wuk yuh wit no neardy
She's a sexy woman who likes to be with a real man, not a wimp


Make underwear fly like birdie
She's so good in bed that she can make his underwear fly off like a bird


When me call, you cum early
He gets excited when she calls him


Make you wanna get down and dirty
She's so attractive, he wants to have rough sex with her


When you whine up your body so slow
When she moves her body slowly and sensually


Punch line, solo
She's the one who stands out, the star of the show


It's your show, be the star an done
She's telling him to be confident and take control


When you back it up pon me mi nah back down
If she makes a move on him, he won't back away




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Amala Zandile Dlamini, Antwoine Collins, David Sprecher, Garfield Delano Spence

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[Verse 1: Doja Cat]
I ain't got my eye on you
Ain't been hypnotized by you, yeah
Ain't in here tryna find my dude
I take it you just like the way I wine pon you

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you, yeah
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you, yeah

[Post-Chorus: TROY NōKA]
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens

[Verse 2: Doja Cat]
Yeah, yeah
Pop that like Ginkgo biloba
That booty don't need no more soda
Too hot, now this boy don't need no more doja
Leg on the seat, that's a photo
See that you focused
If there's no room boy, we squeeze in the corner
Way that he talking, he'd think that he'd know her
Hold up
See baby, this for the night, I won't see you tomorrow
Yeah but when I dance here, boy you better man up
Be like a museum, got you looking, boy you can't touch
Yeah, I got him speaking, got him geeking, tie them hands up
Tappin to the beat, you wanna freak her cuz she random
Know you got your girl here, looking for your ass
Run, faking that you loyal, boy, you playing with her passion
Even when the beat slow, I shake a lil faster
Twerking on the speaker, know you need her in your fan club

[Chorus: Doja Cat]
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you, yeah
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you, yeah

[Post-Chorus: TROY NōKA]
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens
You can catch her in the Vogue or Hustler magazine
Young red bitch, pussy wet, five screens

[Verse 3: Konshens]
Aha, oh yeah
Babygirl, badman a wuk yuh we no neardy
Make underwear fly like birdie
When me call, you cum early
Make you wanna get down and dirty
When you wine up your body so slow
Punch line, solo
It's your show, be the star an done
When you back it pon me mi nah back down
[Chorus: Doja Cat]
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you
How I wine pon you
The way I wine pon you, yeah
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you
Take it you just like the way I wine pon you, yeah



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