And up inna the air, I write it up like a flag
All of the body from your look good bad
All a girl a chop but still a girl fi not
Girl she a mix up inna pambi limata
Man love you bad cause she fi have a gorilla
Music you talk about smell like alligator
Hold up your hand because you know say your heart
You may be long and crocky but you bump up fat
House where you live inna your man boy that
That's why me sing from top
Me not stop turn you round
Anytime I turn on the light
Bitch I make me money