Lyrics:
them that you will go away
Cuz, wha, two wrongs can't make no right, naw
Ain't nothin wrong with a voodoo fad
[Janet (Beenie Man)]
It's alright
If you
I can't see it
[Chorus: Beenie Man]
Dis bad man you get shot, anyways
Bad man nuh tek back chat, no day
Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga
Well into a musical thing call that's how we roll
Some boy wan roll deep and sell dem soul
This is Beenie Man must sell platinum no gold
This is how
panicking
While I'm rocking it
Beenie Man locking it
You bitchin like a bitch
Fool, put a sock in it
Rude boy cockin' it
Hustler stockin' it
her man
You need a keys to a Beamer
Like I'm Beenie Man
You see me man, I'm a handsome boy
I make a brawl on my car lot dance it more
I be glances
and leave her man
You need a keys to a Beamer
Like I'm Beenie Man
You see me man, I'm a handsome boy
I make a brawl on my car lot dance it more
I be glances
and read psalms
And if you're government man or outlaw you have the right to bear arms
A weh me tell dem Rude Boy
Original Mr. Couton no bother take me
dem close by
It is a yaad man ting and wi fearless (oh nah na nahh)
So pon di version
A lyrics mi spit upon di version
A king Beenie-man mi a di
talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
play
J1 sing and Beenie Man DJ
Real gangsta don't play
So ya betta watch what you say
Real gangsta don't play
J1 sing and Beenie Man DJ
Real
talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon,
feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Player my style's
play
J1 sing and Beenie Man DJ
Real gangsta don't play
So ya betta watch what you say
Real gangsta don't play
J1 sing and Beenie Man DJ
Real
thoughts under this beanie, man
No Beenie Man I'm a thinkin' man
And I've been thinkin', man, what you thinkin', man?
I'm thinkin' drive by, huh (drive
Wild ain't it? How me and
Money end up hangin'
I hang with Hannibal Lector
So feel me when I bring it (Hot shit)
Sing it loud, I'm from the Lou' and I'm
Beenie man
He's not really man
If I was grant 3 wish from a genie man
I be really bad
Big cars big yard with plaques on the wall like beenie man
See me
ting,
And if you feel my shit, I'm on a thankin' ting
But if you bring a pretty girl around me,
I'm on a spankin' ting, it's no wankin' ting ai
See me I'm
Sweet one whine it back one time
No stress how I'm living my life
Two gyal by my side in my bros dem ride
If it's beef then it's boom bye bye
Sweet
am bo
Hey, don't you see me man?
Making my wishes come true with no genie man
I got the keys to my beamer with no Beenie Man
I'm on these rich
in first place no way am I placin last
If you doubted man, how you feel now? Dem words you said better take it back
Dem boy dere broke cah dem boy
the game
You know this hood lifestyle, this
Do you feel me? Like they're trapped
You know the cold to the books
All that shit man it's a
Just runnin around
you, rubber ball man
Crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
It chills me to the bone
I never
At the same time I can have the tool, that's the microphone the utensil
While I come through the Southside, everybody say man that boy's instrumental
Better
to spray ya
Let them boys know, in here with the Yungstar
And he finne flow, and he
Ain't no fucking punksta
So I'm finne pass it
Hopping like a rabbit
Man
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