Lyrics:
And I rub one out
I sit back in my chair
Like I just don't care
And I rub one out
When I'm feelin' lonely
And I want you to hold me
I rub one out
yuh business, dat's business
Warlord nuh business, everybody dead
Mi try fi hold di peace and war buss inna mi head
Mi just decide fi rub out from
let these niggas
Get whiff of the plan
Been on job from Feb to Jan
Plots and schemes try rub out man
But everything Gucci like Dapper Dan
Them boys
the hell were we thinkin' fools
Erase me from your heart and your mind take it down rub it out delete me
Erase me from your heart and your mind take it down
call your name out (call your name out)
Up full night tryin' to rub the pain out (rub the pain out)
I'm singin'
Baby don't cry
Baby don't cry
and horses
And losing all here friends
And hearing all their voices
She rubs it out, she covers it over
She's stronger by far, than a war-torn soldier
up in a corner
And I give them bubble and left, right and center
I man rub out a gal until her front catch fire
Me say three bingo-bucket deh pon
give them bubble and left, right and center
I man rub out a gal until her front catch fire
Me say three bingo-bucket deh pon the bar counter
Say three
Ten years later can you see I done that
Oh God oh God
Them cant keep a good man down
Them pussy Boydem do them best fi rub we out
Mans deya, mans deya
right off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams.
Oho! If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different
She say she wanna see me
Want me rub out that genie
And if I had just one wish it be don't fucking leave me
She say she wanna please me
Don't gotta
no more
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
You can't light a fire when the woods are wet
no more
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
You can't light a fire when the woods are wet
no more
Show him what the door is for
Rub him out of the roll call
And drum him out of your dreams
You can't light a fire when the woods are wet
Display those useless lessons
And rub out all those notes
I, I can't protect you
I can't protect you
I can't protect you
Display those useless
if your my boy
I can't do no ticks this blueberry
Purple will rub out ur chest vix
I'm trapping not doing f fed watching
Me on my right But I got
off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams.
If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different teams,
off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams.
If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different teams,
Hustler baby, baby-baby-baby-baby
Big man wanna play Chinese whisper
You should use that energy tryna get richer
'Cause one day I'll rub man out
off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams.
If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different teams,
off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams.
If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different teams,
courtroom
Better fucking stay focused
Don't lose focus
Cuz you tha one provoked it
Now you gotta sit and rub it out like lotion
Rub it out like lotion
Now u
Rise di 45 weh rub out survivor
Pass di Glock wid di glass dat is fiber
Inside da ride ya k rise like tiger
Di car fly dung like hand glider
Bwoy a try
right off your range.
Rub him out of the roll call,
And drum him out of your dreams.
If you laugh at different comics,
If you root for different
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