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Tired ah all Instagram, ah all Twitter enuh, bredda
People ah come like some big eediat people
Nah 'tand ah dem yard, joke ting
(Almighty ah next phone ah ring, enuh)
Ah who dat ah call?

Rassclaat
Wicked man Chris
Wah gwan bredda-bredda?
(Hahaha, deh yah enuh Genna-Genna) Mad
(Reach back ah New York inna di deva weather) Yeah
(Gyal dem feel happy see di genna deh yah)
Yo, easy nuh Chris, mad ting as usual (yeah)
Drop inna di place and rise up ah new gyal
(Yeah, you mean new girls, pleural)
(Me nuh worry 'bout Keisha, dem Keisha dem ah loose gyal)
(Me find ah gyal weh hotter)
Wah yuh seh, she proper?
(Sexy and fatter)
Suh you ah deal wid it mi shotta?
(Cool nuh Govi-Govi, yuh know di gyal love choppa) Yeah
(Guess ah who?) Who dat?
(Keisha friend, Tasha)

Alright, Tasha wid e broad thighs? (Yeah)
Small waist Tasha, wid di ass high? (Yeah)
Have ah tattoo pon her pums wid ah butterfly?
(Yeah man, ah yellow butterfly wid cast eye, you know her?)
Yeah man, mi know her, but mi nuh know her so good (eeh?)
Me know she born fi suck wood (real ting)
Her tongue bore and she wear braces
And drive ah likkle red van, but di tire dem nuh good
(No man, me buy her ah Mark X, button press)
(Bare ten grand US mi send her, nothing less) Ah lie
(She ah virgin, so you know di somethin' bless)
Virgin? (Yeah man, ah me first touch e breast)
(How you know she suck wood?)
Hahaha, just ah lucky guess
Likkle advice though, don't suck e breast
(Alright DJ, me ah go tek yuh advice)
Chris, 'member seh dem gyal ah wicked and lie
(Hahaha, dah one 'ya different man, me really trust her) Heh-hey
Suppose me tell yuh seh all me did f*ck her?
You know wah? F*ck dat, mi done chat
Last time me tell yuh about Keisha, dem seh me love chat

When di gyal dem gi' yuh somethin', don't talk
Don't tell nobody 'bout di hotel
Don't show nobody weh you buy fi her
Don't tell nobody weh di rose sell
All when you catch her tongue inna mi ears
Me ah tell yuh me nuh f*ck it, me ah bring it to di grave
See me pon video, wuk it like slave
Me ah tell you ah nuh me, me ah bring it to di grave

(Almighty, wah gwan?)
Nuh Chris again?
(Chris again? Dis again?)
Yo, di man miss again
(Boop inna him, send fi fire stick again)
You 'member di gyal weh Keisha bring fi me f*ck?
(Which one ah dem? Di slimmaz?) No man, di thicker friend
(Yo me just deh pon di 'Gram and run through her picture dem)
Den ah Chris ah wife it up (ah how dis happen?)
Movements, mi d'even know dawg, big drama
Feel me ah go tell him though, when di ting calmer
(Yuh mad? 'Member when yuh tell him 'bout Keisha?)
(And di wul world wan' kill you, seh you ah informer?)
Bare batta ears gyal di man choose fi fall
(Him still deh pon di phone?) Yeah man, but me mute di call
(Di call nuh mute, you ah try style man, but yuh ting fail)
Ah nuh yuh me ah talk Chris (then ah who?)
Chris Gayle (oh)

When di gyal dem gi' yuh somethin', don't talk
Don't tell nobody 'bout di hotel
Don't show nobody weh you buy fi her
Don't tell nobody weh di rose sell
All when you catch her tongue inna mi ears
Me ah tell yuh me nuh f*ck it, me ah bring it to di grave
See me pon video, wuk it like slave
Me ah tell you ah nuh me, me ah bring it to di grave

(True man DJ, fi real)
(Dj, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh)
(Mi forgot fi ask yuh, yo)
Yeah (you nuh 'member, you 'member di gyallis class ting?)
Yeah man (yes)
(Cah watch 'ya, me have two dawg from England)
(Weh ah go through di same ting)
(Yeah man, me have ah friend, him-)
(Yeah man, me have ah friend weh have friend)
(Weh him gyal ah gi' him bun wid ah friend)
Yeah, we can dweet pon Zoom bredda (ah n'even s-, not even seh 40)

(Cooyah) Yeah man
Yeah, alright mad, lust ah hold mi fam, yeah?
My G!
Wah gwan flat 'tomach
Babe, Tasha is coming over later
What you think?
(You see you, you ah gyallis)
(You born as ah gyallis)
(You grow as ah gyallis)
(You live as ah gyallis)
(Deadly, cooyah)
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Tired ah all Instagram, ah all Twitter enuh, bredda
People ah come like some big eediat people
Nah 'tand ah dem yard, joke ting
(Almighty ah next phone ah ring, enuh)
Ah who dat ah call?

Rassclaat
Wicked man Chris
Wah gwan bredda-bredda?
(Hahaha, deh yah enuh Genna-Genna) Mad
(Reach back ah New York inna di deva weather) Yeah
(Gyal dem feel happy see di genna deh yah)
Yo, easy nuh Chris, mad ting as usual (yeah)
Drop inna di place and rise up ah new gyal
(Yeah, you mean new girls, pleural)
(Me nuh worry 'bout Keisha, dem Keisha dem ah loose gyal)
(Me find ah gyal weh hotter)
Wah yuh seh, she proper?
(Sexy and fatter)
Suh you ah deal wid it mi shotta?
(Cool nuh Govi-Govi, yuh know di gyal love choppa) Yeah
(Guess ah who?) Who dat?
(Keisha friend, Tasha)

Alright, Tasha wid e broad thighs? (Yeah)
Small waist Tasha, wid di ass high? (Yeah)
Have ah tattoo pon her pums wid ah butterfly?
(Yeah man, ah yellow butterfly wid cast eye, you know her?)
Yeah man, mi know her, but mi nuh know her so good (eeh?)
Me know she born fi suck wood (real ting)
Her tongue bore and she wear braces
And drive ah likkle red van, but di tire dem nuh good
(No man, me buy her ah Mark X, button press)
(Bare ten grand US mi send her, nothing less) Ah lie
(She ah virgin, so you know di somethin' bless)
Virgin? (Yeah man, ah me first touch e breast)
(How you know she suck wood?)
Hahaha, just ah lucky guess
Likkle advice though, don't suck e breast
(Alright DJ, me ah go tek yuh advice)
Chris, 'member seh dem gyal ah wicked and lie
(Hahaha, dah one 'ya different man, me really trust her) Heh-hey
Suppose me tell yuh seh all me did f*ck her?
You know wah? F*ck dat, mi done chat
Last time me tell yuh about Keisha, dem seh me love chat

When di gyal dem gi' yuh somethin', don't talk
Don't tell nobody 'bout di hotel
Don't show nobody weh you buy fi her
Don't tell nobody weh di rose sell
All when you catch her tongue inna mi ears
Me ah tell yuh me nuh f*ck it, me ah bring it to di grave
See me pon video, wuk it like slave
Me ah tell you ah nuh me, me ah bring it to di grave

(Almighty, wah gwan?)
Nuh Chris again?
(Chris again? Dis again?)
Yo, di man miss again
(Boop inna him, send fi fire stick again)
You 'member di gyal weh Keisha bring fi me f*ck?
(Which one ah dem? Di slimmaz?) No man, di thicker friend
(Yo me just deh pon di 'Gram and run through her picture dem)
Den ah Chris ah wife it up (ah how dis happen?)
Movements, mi d'even know dawg, big drama
Feel me ah go tell him though, when di ting calmer
(Yuh mad? 'Member when yuh tell him 'bout Keisha?)
(And di wul world wan' kill you, seh you ah informer?)
Bare batta ears gyal di man choose fi fall
(Him still deh pon di phone?) Yeah man, but me mute di call
(Di call nuh mute, you ah try style man, but yuh ting fail)
Ah nuh yuh me ah talk Chris (then ah who?)
Chris Gayle (oh)

When di gyal dem gi' yuh somethin', don't talk
Don't tell nobody 'bout di hotel
Don't show nobody weh you buy fi her
Don't tell nobody weh di rose sell
All when you catch her tongue inna mi ears
Me ah tell yuh me nuh f*ck it, me ah bring it to di grave
See me pon video, wuk it like slave
Me ah tell you ah nuh me, me ah bring it to di grave

(True man DJ, fi real)
(Dj, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh, wait deh)
(Mi forgot fi ask yuh, yo)
Yeah (you nuh 'member, you 'member di gyallis class ting?)
Yeah man (yes)
(Cah watch 'ya, me have two dawg from England)
(Weh ah go through di same ting)
(Yeah man, me have ah friend, him-)
(Yeah man, me have ah friend weh have friend)
(Weh him gyal ah gi' him bun wid ah friend)
Yeah, we can dweet pon Zoom bredda (ah n'even s-, not even seh 40)

(Cooyah) Yeah man
Yeah, alright mad, lust ah hold mi fam, yeah?
My G!
Wah gwan flat 'tomach
Babe, Tasha is coming over later
What you think?
(You see you, you ah gyallis)
(You born as ah gyallis)
(You grow as ah gyallis)
(You live as ah gyallis)
(Deadly, cooyah)
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Writer: Romeo Nelson
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.
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