Lyrics:
(Wat)
Buss any money mi a got
And mi pants and mi shirt and mi shoes and mi socks
And mi Benz and mi drive by wid de bling in mi watch
And a Mini mek
gal dem man
Heavy D, Pete Rock and Beenie Man
Three a we together come fi rule di station
Well after all
Siddung in mi yard I get this big phone call
cau if he' done
Pity lika' jummy
A gwaan ya gone it mek me never
Speed so bummy
Yo Jeez!
Inna at our man
No fi come throb me
Me gwaan 'ti back it
too bellya
When mi a wat
(Wat)
Buss any money mi a got
And mi pants and mi shirt and mi shoes and mi socks
And mi Benz and mi drive by wid de
(Wat)
Buss any money mi a got
And mi pants and mi shirt and mi shoes and mi socks
And mi Benz and mi drive by wid de bling in mi watch
And a Mini mek
listen to me style and uno fi listen to me lyrics
Ah Beenie Man deya me ah drop it
Ah say
Sim Simma
Who got di keys to my Bimma?
Who am I? Di girls
listen to me style and uno fi listen to me lyrics
Ah Beenie Man deya me ah drop it
Ah say
Sim Simma
Who got di keys to my Bimma?
Who am I? Di girls
hope yuh (Get Yourself A Gun)
I got my own I hope yuh(Get Yourself A Gun)
Man nah go dead I hope yuh (Get Yourself A Gun)
Nah bodda run I hope yuh
intro(beenie man)
Mafia house
presents angel
globalize. haha
verse1-Angel
dis a D'Angel longside beenieman
weh tell di gal dem out a road se fi
by
Beenie, stay by mi side when nothing nah
Gwaan, but now mi turn big super star no
Bother think mi a go run left mi fat gal dawn
All
comprehend
We making crazy money so stop watching what we spend
We multiply by ten
Selassie fly the gate
I trample all my enemies cause man a hold
living like royalty
So me haffi set di ting right
Never eva haffi think twice, no way
If I ever mek it inna life (mek it in life)
You ah go be living
the crime; hey..niggaz got to pay the fine
A who? Coulda neva Mista Wanna be Me A guh kill yuh free Mek everybody see A you? People seh dress up fi look like
the musical Youth like Beenie Man longside J
Sing for the girls dem night or day
Moving out the girls dem way
Zagga zagga zen na na
We na play
Drop top
dere roads is where I
Got all of my education
Farda never deya in di day ah Brixton
Mumzy was the boss, she grew me up into a man
Real ghetto living so
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
upset but give thanks I'm living
Just heard about a death, a next man facing prison
I represent when I'm spitting on these riddims
I could talk about my
mek she wet
Every gyal ah send text telling me she oppress (Oh my!)
Me she waa ketch Kel got har interest
Make her pussy wet mi dick injected
Light skin
got, me nah go lie, me frass
Da party 'ya loud enuh, dawg, the vibes shot
Notnice
Let's do it
Happy life man living now (yeah)
Anywhere you see
And grinding and grinding
Gyal dip and bounce start whining
You see Spliff, Sean Paul and Busta Rhymes, Zeen
(We got dough) You could tell by what we driving
mi what's the stats
A just di sheriff Bob did shot, what's the catch?
Nuh gun song never did a mek a tell man lack nuh strap
But ppl still did a dead
A drive pretty car an living like a big shot
Mi sorry yuh gone but a caan tek yuh back
Fi see inna movie yuh bwoy soon guh act
So Beenie Man
It is
Yes Iyah!
Some gal a move like dem a Killa
But dem have fi sekkle pon di Tarantula
Yes Nyah!
A Beenie Man and Two Thousand Crew deh yah...
Yes Iyah!
Some gal a move like dem a Killa
But dem have fi sekkle pon di Tarantula
Yes Nyah!
A Beenie Man and Two Thousand Crew deh yah...
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