Lyrics:
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
Selassie I, rastafarian calling
Beenie Man a sing a ting
From the day mi know miself, man a born of mammal
Although yuh smart, dem sen yuh guh
To spin my life back around
Now look who just turned the tables
Got my ass up off the ground
And started writing these fables
About a beast that's under
Been balling for a minute 60 seconds
I can't never leave the house without my weapon
Only Lord knows
How I feel
Ya
I just bought some more designers
Honorable
It's just dancing god knows
Yuh got di move and di rhythm
Hear how it go nuh
A one new dance weh beenie find again
A run di street
Well this is Beenie Man
The roughest toughest bumboclaat bad man from out of Jamaica
Hear this one, ya!
Beenie Man 'longside Sean Paul and Lady
out of all the fellows in the world she belongs to me.
But it was Just my imagination,
once again runnin' away with me.
It was just my imagination
out of all the fellows in the world she belongs to me.
But it was Just my imagination,
once again runnin' away with me.
It was just my imagination
body parts
This car is a morgue
My girls peng just the way she looks
But if she wants implants it's bought
Baby I got veneers, feature enhancements,
out of all the fellows in the world she belongs to me.
But it was Just my imagination,
once again runnin' away with me.
It was just my imagination
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
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,
sure by daylight
If I've made this whole thing up
It must be imagination
Tell me if I'm right
'Cause it's changing my life
It must be imagination
I gotta hold down the block, when the block is hot
I gotta use my imagination, to change the situation
I gotta hold down the block, when the block
All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002
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,
land
Anybody mess with with me and my family
Trust me I'll burn any man
many many man
Had to learn the hard way
So make sure ya quick to overstand
If
dream come true
Out of all the fellows in the world
She belongs to you'
But it was just my imagination
Running away with me
It was just my
to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi,
hatin', my imagination's just more advanced
So when you wanna dance, I'mma make you dance
Tamia, I see ya, I'm still waiting
You make me wanna, leave
snacking
Time goes by and we forget what has happened
All because my creativity got me snapping
Then I get up
All enthusiastic
Flying out the door
Looking
Ah, Shenseea
Beenie Man
Chimney Records
Banx and Ranx, haha
Gal yuh cyan chat inna mi face when yuh jus wake up
Mi an yuh a touch di street,
looking like the star of my fantasy
And we ain't gotta sleep just to get that dream
Damn, girl
We can start the after party just say so (say so)
There's
my girlfriend,
You're just another link, I don't care what you think
When I die, don't bury me, burn me,
By the way things are goin', I might die
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