Lyrics:
shit together
Badman
Guerilla Blacks comes from Compton
And Beenie Man is a Jamaican
Sending my message across the nation
'Cause I'm original
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
Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
(Well it got nothing to do with nothing) anyhow, badman nah bow
Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
Anyhow Beenie Man
Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
(Well it got nothing to do with nothing) Anyhow, badman nah bow
Zagga zow, ziggy zow, zagga zow
Anyhow Beenie Man
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
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
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
why, a just de lifestyle we lead
Whoa, a pure pretty gal we want
You shoulda know by de style weh you hear a chant
[Beenie Man:]
From a pretty gal, she
out put up resistance when Ninja mek him bomb
Seet yah know di war go get warm, yallo
Kill who? Yuh mad mon? Beenie Man nuh badman
All who bad out war
Yo, I'm like lately seeing like,
Many man-a coming up with funny little skanks and ting but,
When I'm on a skankin' ting, no lie I'm on a blankin'
a wrap like turban
Illi back like recursion
Yeah an mi sing pon di version
Real ting now, dis a no diversion
Dark eyes and hair like Persian
But mi live
She don't want me leave and go nowhere, she said Beenie Man don't go, at the stage at my show she's hanging out she's even there at the front row
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
a lady, I'm not a man
MC is my ambition
I come fi nice up Jamaican
So bam bam, seh what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam, ay
Kill dem without a reason
Yard man ting, Strike Force (baow, boaw)
Yo, Fivi', Brooklyn, yard man ting (AyoAA)
Badman ting, badman ting
Brooklyn,
Hot gyal
Hot like Jamaican whether
Ah mi dat
Fill up mash with pepper
My new gyal got all my old tings jealous
Spin, spin like David Guetta
I
The way you dance he wanna be your man
But you got one home so you say oh no
So Baby bring it closer closer closer
I'll give you lickle taste Jamaican
him mouth dat him drink like sprite yuh know
Diss Beenie Man mi knock him out wid a mic yuh know
So Mi Go So
In this a war yuh betta (Get
(Bridge)
Come on to the other side
You say u wanna feel Jamaican for a night.
Initiation with this KK lets get high yea
Im tryna make ur life just
Meet gyal in the rave get love sick
Overcrowded but we don't jump ship
And I know a couple man that got jumped quick
I would never look for the fight
clear sah
Stand by me, stand by me
Baby, don't leave my side
Even though I know someone watching me
Dem fi know seh man a real Yaadie, ay
Dem fi
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
I don't give a f* about no fake shit
Tired of the fuss that you are making
Shorty has that vibe of Jamaican
Big Babo Bitch on a vacation
He used
Michael Jackson, billie Jean
(Bop) do the ting then quickly fly
Out to the Philippines helicopter
Man gotta run 'cause the helicopter (yeah)
Under
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