Lyrics:
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
Watch my Dingo
Watch my Dingo
Watch my Dingo
Knock them out
Watch my Dingo
Watch my Dingo
Watch my Dingo
Knock them out
Yall den talk that
ain't sober u can't get no cock
In the lobby w versace rock it by my socks
Baby block me but I'm poppin so she gotta watch
Watch me take ya hunny I
Keep watch, Don't sleep
Keep watch, Don't sleep
Keep watch, Don't sleep
Don't sleep, Don't sleep
Keep watch, Don't sleep
Keep watch, Don't sleep
Keep
my wrist
Watch me flick my wrist
Watch me flick my wrist
I want money and respect
Baby-baby pay me by the hour
I know you get turned on when I'm acting
a
Vast school of fast Tuna
And you start to chase them
And suddenly you're caught in a drift net
Laid by commercial fisherman and
You start to panic
in the air
My moms know that I'm a player
Look at my chain
Now she wanna call me by my name
Living life gang
Impressed 'cause I got my own strain
Left
The eagle find him place in darkness
Fisherman find him place by the sea
Light up with that in Kingston town
Mi bredren know you a come home without
employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by
And the fish swam like moonlight
Through your child's closing door
And morning is the long way home
The fisherman was drowning
By his broken heel
His screams
Even if the moon should rust and the tranquil sea fills with blood
You'll find the devil's best is in the cup, now watch the boy as he runs amuck
Even if
I just wanna watch days go by
Only with you by my side
Got baggage we can take it in strides
All you like to do is lay and lie
What's going through
I'll be writing tunes for dabloons
While you struggle
All to catch right up to me
But by that time I double
Everything I've done before
Before you man
bouta get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith & Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods
I'm a swisher man 8 in the mornin' you bouta
Get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, You guys is bitches, little girls
from seven to nine, don't hold that weight
Ya'll just bait, I'm a fisherman, I own this lake
When I catch fish, I fry 'em, to they back I flake
I smash
and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
I wish I was a fisherman
Tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land
And it's bitter memories
Castin' out my sweet line
With abandonment and love
No
comin' on the boatload ting
You let the goons dem in, I'm the fisherman cruisin' by, gyal, your waist need some loosenin'
Let me see some ting, what you
can't take this torture no more, I can't
I can't watch this
Pay the bills, station break
Break it down!
Operators are standing by-cubic zirconium
maps
The spinless ones fall in their laps
The brave and the bold are the ones to be fooled
With a diet of lies by the Kipling school
Watch your
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