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Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
Bodmon they patrolling
Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
We cant take another loss that's a true story
Young boy fell in love with the street life
Can't take no back chat
Kept our circle real tight
An now my niggas at the top
We put two and two together
That's some basic math
Ever since the very start
Got tunnel vision on the guap
And me no they watch
Hands in the air
But not afraid no cop
Hands in the air
Till the dj stop
Back it up pon me
All da gyaldem cotch
I could neva be no phony
I get a funny feeling when something don't feel right
Ya say ya bad then show me
Put down the gun and put on a real fight
Remember back when I was lonely
Feelin like I never had no real homies
I spend time tryna get by mostly
Roll up another because this life unholy
I'm tryna show all my people
The way we livin unruly
An we laugh at the government
No them man cant fool me
Tryna teef up the money
No uncle sam cant fool me
Tryna feed all my brothers
Buy all the land no jewelry
Always think I'm jamaican
I'm guyanese no coolie
Never f*ck witt them dutty bitches
They movin all spooky
Me na feelin them plastic bitches
Like manikins to me
Now baby turn batty round
And shake ya back side loosely
Never f*ck witt them dutty bitches
They movin all spooky
Now baby turn batty round
And shake ya back side loosely
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
Bodmon they patrolling
Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
We cant take another loss that's a true story
Young boy fell in love with the street life
Can't take another loss
True story
Whatever I'm telling you
Gonna be a true story
I was a youngin
I felt lost like dory
Keeping my head up
Gimme the fame and glory
Hit me a likk
An then we a dip witt all the cash
Next make a flip
And take the money to the stash
Never tripping bout nobody
Take your nigga to the trash
If the police pull up on me
Best believe we do the dash
We do the race like tay k
They wasn't witt me
Don't give a f*ck about what they think
This ain't a competition
I really been pacing
They wan copy my style
Like I got yutes that I'm raising
Big blunt been blazing
Cotch pon the beach
How I'm feeling is amazing
Kick up my feet
While you at work slaving
All you do chat trash
Just whining complaining
And I ain't never really had the time
To think this through
Said she gon lose her mind
Baby take a few
I ain't talking bout no pills
Baby take a few
I can see it in your eyes
All the pain you been through
This the real me
And I'm tryna figure out
If this the real you
Got my head spinnin round
Like I got a loose screw
An ya pum fit me
Like a new shoe
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
Bodmon they patrolling
Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny
Back it up right up on me
She the only one that feels right
We light up like the sun inna di morning
Cool down pon the moonlight
Buckshot that's a warning
All the mothers dem mourning
We cant take another loss that's a true story
Young boy fell in love with the street life

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