Intro: Busta Rhymes
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Ayo, this shit sound like
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This shit sound like the welcome music when you just landed in Kingston, Jamaica on a private nigga!
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
verse 1: Busta Rhymes
Yeah
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Mami on the dance floor, she shake for me
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Okra, steam fish prepare for me
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Introduce her to my mother down a country (Fuck no!)
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Make sure you never test me
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Two branch chop off, roll up the sensi
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Front up, burn one until it empty
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Selector dem a play tune and me a MC
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Oh no! Oh no! A oh no! Mi say, oh no!
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All of the gyal dem me a dance, a it fi go so
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Yeah yeah
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Mami inna me section she a undress for me
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In case you don't know, everything bless for me, Yeah!
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Boof Baaf! Beat a little boy, carefully. Koof Kaaf!
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The ghetto a cheer for me
Shoot that!
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Gyal, pull down your brazier for me
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A you that?
Break
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verse 2: Vybz Kartel
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Nicki Minaj booty, squeeze it
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Bet you say you love stew peas
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Riri, she have a fat coochie
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Beyonce, big up Jay-Z
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Ten gyal inna mi Benz, it's a Sex-UV
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Fuck pon the seat, make the bedroom sleep
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Plug in mi matic fi go pon the street
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Look out the window, fucking police
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Dawg, oh no, who called the po-po? That's a no no
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Me soon know who dweet
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Loud with the weed, me no care who see it
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Busta, which gyal that? Who she?
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Babes, you a forward?
verse 3: Tory Lanez
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Skin out, undress for me
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Rude boy the gyal dem believe
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Hot fuck, she give one for me
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Boyfriend a pree, she text and delete
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Two gyal, one flex for me
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Go pack clothes, me no catch disease
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She want a man who a make money
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Not a little dawg who a beg money
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Suck pussy boy can't step to me
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Money like it's make believe
Oh no
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I know you've been on me
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I got two tings on me right now
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I know you've been low
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It's time to let it go right now
verse 4: Busta Rhymes
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Now, wave your hand inna the air likkle higher
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And show me what it do, girlfriend
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Hey baby girl, I come and turn up the fire
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Come get a better view, girlfriend
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Hey baby girl, come and give it to me
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Whatever you wanna do, girlfriend
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The way you're dancing to my brand new song
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Me love the way you move, girlfriend
Yeah, yeah
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Sing like Tenor Saw, Frankie Paul, and Sluggy (Boom! Gunshot!)
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Diamonds just a fall off of me
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Disrespect and make all of dem bwoy turn duppy
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You know that?!
Outro: Busta Rhymes.
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Yeah (yeah, yeah)
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Yeah (yeah, yeah)
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Yeah (yeah, yeah)
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You can't tell me this shit don't feel like vacation
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This shit feel like vacation nigga!
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Now let it go girlfriend
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Bend and touch your toes girlfriend
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Now all my chicks everywhere, hands in the air (show 'em!) and let em' know girlfriend
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