Lyrics:
Bruk out
Bruk out
Bruk out
Bruk out
Bruk out
Tek di nineties route
Gal bruk out
Bruk out
Cause yuh body
Nuh crawny
Every man a fight
Ovah your punnany
It
So you tell me who the kids are looking up to
Chi, superman chip, listen,
See they say that I'm a role model,
But I didn't ask to be,
You
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,
holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice players,
home alone
Drinking Jamie by the bottle
I'm a model citizen
But this guy just fuck with models
Cause mans took his silver Chevy Silverado
Threw my heart
baby "fuck you"
Going thru your text I don't trust you
Yeah
Run around here bragging
Damn I lost it all
Was supposed to be a man here standing by your
I can You show where Gal dem dey (I can tell You
Good time keep em inna random Place (Mmm hmm
If You get food they go Yam Man Plate (Yum yum yum
Now
to have rules, not lulus,
Never have I seen a man run that fast,
I'm surprised that he never done a poo poo (fart noise),
Oi donut, dickhead beenie man's
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
Last night I met a man from Mars, and he was very sad
He said, "Won't you help me find my girlfriend, please?"
So I asked him, "What does she look
Intro:
Showtime.....
We present on stage
Out of Sherlock Cresent
Song by the Mad People Gang
Baybee Cham
Chorus:
Gallong yaah gal yuh a live
speak so clean
I'm like baby, man It ain't no thing
She asking what Ling ling means
Just like you, it's a Lovely thing
I see that gal and the gal look
you like it
What you drinking baby let me get it for ya
You the wifey I wanna get to know ya
I don't play by the rules I'm not a lawyer
Why so shy, why
Catastrophic when they reading the scriptures
Pose like a model while I take the pictures
Mama got cheesed and she take out the slippers
6 man like Lou Will we
or a bottle of Jack
Daniel's but to me religion
Is a deeply personal thing in which man and
God go it alone together
Without the witch doctor in
The middle
a mister will raise a fever blister
oh you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with umbrellas are always out with fellers
in the rain or the blazin sun
But
you worth it
I be staying by your side ye you know
Girl I neva wanna let you go
Cuz I'd be crazy if I ever even tried
Gal I always wanna keep you close
time
pretty like Rihanna
dem gal ya is a scammer
and when she touch the road
every man want a slama,
fancy face kock it up pa me 3 time
hold on da
Nigga whats a role model shit by the book
A person looked to by others as an example, imitation took
Shit by the look, most coddled or hardened
Both
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
my Remington.
But a look from a mister will raise a fever blister
Oh you can't get a man with a gun
The gals with umbrellas are always out with
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