Lyrics:
Ich bin in Hitze schon seit Tagen
So werd ich mir ein Kahlwild jagen
Und bis zum Morgen sitz ich an
Damit ich Blattschuss geben kann
Auf dem
microphone
Anyway now! Me a tell unuh
GirlsTown and girls all around
And Girls deh pon de catwalk and
A dem a come down unuh hear me
GirlsTown and girls all
away like mi bredda whey dem call Kunta
Runaway to stay inna Runaway Bay
The struggle of Africa cannot go away
It hitch up inna mi brain mi rewind
(Boodi-bang-bang-bang)
Sp, you see who di gyal dem ah pree
Yeah, yeah
Crazy ting (boodi-bang-bang-bang)
Girl child
Dem say we crazy, we crazy,
Well easy
Well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, the girls are over breezy
Longside the 50 Cent, yo
Now some bwoy like dem take
Blessed be di hot gyal dem, yuh done know dem gimme di vibes (Sean Paul, Charly Black)
Keepin' it live, well, yuh done know there ain't no drive
mal Schwanz habt ihr
Dem go up with no smile, a mi fire, been fire
Gun load inna style, with a dozen crocodile
Big 'matic pon mi belly go circle
So yuh know seh di vibe dem start when di chronic puffin'
And yuh done know seh wi got di juice and gin
Give yuh good lovin' and there ain't no
Bidi-bang-bang-bang
Chimney (woo)
Tellin' dem again
'Cah man a scorcha, man a scorcha
Scotch bonnet pepper when mi deal wid di daughter
Man
Alright den
Alright den
Di way di gyal dem move, seh me haffi rate this
Love when dem shake up dem little waistes
Body tight, gyal, you nuh
(Abulabulaluelu) gbe body eh
(Abulabulalua) (it's Kel P vibes)
Zlatan
Tear when killing them sha
Because I swear God the vibe go killy dem kpa
Wooooh yeahhh yeahh yooo lawdd lawd an dem yah gyal yah they all bad (bad)
Verse 1
Let's go to the beach
Mek wi have a party pan the sand gyal
Tek off yuh
Crushed like a serpent snake under grass
Meg, peg, Dis a man yuh dead
Way back inna di west before dem lick Jango head
For a few more dollars 'nother
intro
yes nyah cool nuh iyah, who am i, just the girls dem sugar
(alright), hear yah nuh
chorus
zim zimma, who got the keys to my bimmer who am
south girls dem a (Wine wine) (Lil' Jon: Hey!)
Dem a wine wine dem a wine wine
Let me see you wine let me see you wine let me see you wine
Hey!
even live your life, it's on a lease
And, trust me, I know the streets
I just want make dem know say I be streets
Ehh, if you no like me, I go
dem act tuff, mi check it dem soft
Who sell mi out, a who a wuk craft
Now mi drop a yard mi hear di whole a dem a laugh
Mi used to wear Prado, now
big floaty he twistin a swisher slowly
Bend the corner ain't no hatin and all the hoes no me
These hoes star struck cause we spendin dem big bucks
of the town
And take on Babylon dem evil boys pound for pound
Without ? in his royal gown
Inspire I with clever adjectives and pronouns
To influence da'yout
back fire
Mi tek everything to Jah in prayer
Long time dem nah like mi
Di tings dem transpire but Jah is my everything
An' I'm mek mi higher
Mi hear
the pirates press record pon fe dem pocket size cassettes
The MCs that chat slack fret till dem armpit wet with sweat
Because they know that slackness is
the pirates press record pon fe dem pocket size cassettes
The MCs that chat slack fret till dem armpit wet with sweat
Because they know that slackness is
and make my money
Got no time to come impress anyone oh
People dem die people dem cry
People dem kpolongo people go broke
I don't have time impressing anyone
yuh ah number 1
mine
ever bless
never stress
everyting fine
gyal yuh ah worry dem
ah worry dem mind
gyal ah tru yuh got yuh everyting
dem ah pree
tru
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