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we gone 
But my baby like weather, make me happy when she come
Make me, smile at the sun, whilst Jimi got the L’s packed and Cory got the rum, 
Trust

in a coma
Rolling down the isle, see your momma gettin' Roma
Mar-Red like tomatoes hot 'n' steamy like the Summer
Calling honey over like a bee without

on Gilligan's Isle
Or the matrix or whatever
Collecting cheese bread and lettuce
Cash transactions finna retire my debits
Unreal, this bitch want a rum cream

To do to you I gave the trust of a sailor
Who sailed through with no crew in search for the nails of our Savior
cnd here I am you tailor you who cut men

inna every community so

You can just gwaan (gwaan gwaan)
Me no have time fi mad over one likkle gyal
(gwaan gwaan)
All wha' a gwaan, you can just gwaan,