mean Give it up, give it up And get down If you wanna be with me Give it up, give it up Do It now Turning up the heat Do you feel in it there I'm here
guy, will treat you like I do I love your smile look at them eyes girl I'm so inna you this ain't know coeincidence how i keep runnin' inna you the world
a kiss ar teet Don't worry yourself belive If 'im na do you good just call me and I will do it Me alone love you make you feel so sweet Play inna you
, WHAT!) (What's bumpin', Baby Cham, Fox Brown) Uh! Fox Brown, Baby Cham Ugh, Kingston, Brooklyn, WHAT! Dave Kelly, Can't stop this, We did it again
first it was a dream fe drop inna de team Woman ah get wise so me have ah bigger scheme De gal dem ah me spice Me chicken and me rice Me haffe do
Full Chrome I Rememba When We Run Fatta Get Him Knee Blown An Mi Best Fren Richie Get Two Inna Him Dome I Rememba So Di Avenue Tun Inna War Zone
Mi haffi rate every youth whe hol di fate Cah wi haffi mek jamaica feel proud Wha Cham seh Bun a fire pon a fool an pon a bait Whe a walk inna batty
hot crew All the ganja man mi haffi big dem up too Fassy you know what you can do Ain't nutten new Fassy been around dats di truth Long time dem deh yah inna
tek it to unnu wicked an mi don't even need a second A who unnu tink a clap it, yow a dat unnu fi check on Yuh did it? (Yeah man) Yuh really did it
wey [Verse 3:] Yuh tink I just step past to get dem gold I got alot of friends in this town But mi a tek it easy, and do my ting neatly And my face
girls Verse 2: Beenie Man (*Woman Talkin) Girls from then dem find mi interestin, not for money woman is di next best ting So it is logical to do
weed pum the version But then it’s want to me want to no understand (bow, bow!) And when me come about it dance me understand lumpting (bow, bow!) It
it’s like that make it clap now [chorus] [sean paul] We make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap, we make it clap [bridge: sean paul] Flipmode
have to make it bad so why oh. Inna me carkey suit and thing. love is all I bring inna the party. Party respect to yardie it’s a rude, boy. Type inna
di man weh name Chris Brown, get all a di gal dem from his home town to outta town…haha seh wah. So mi wah see lighters inna di air. Come ya do ya sexy
di industry people getting blinded by fake reality they earn money but dem lose humanity it's all about insanity what I see inna tv day by day people run crazy it
could make u commit suicide But imagine the pressure onna nigga who can't provide When everything goin wrong it's hard to do right You goin through it
brand poor people, u know its all about hush yu mouth An keep dem starvin out When dem shoulda educate and free dem out Chorus Verse 3: Fi do di right an dont do
