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[Wayne M.:] Hello, yeah |
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[Producer:] Hey, yo, yo what sup |
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[Wayne M.:] Bwoy nuttin' mi just deh yah star |
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[Producer:] You passing through the studio |
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[Wayne M.:] Nah mi nah do nuh work tonight mi a guh home guh surprise di wife mek she feel alright |
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[Producer:] Alright then surprise the wife then |
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[Wayne M.:] A-right respect rudebwoy. |
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[Chorus:] |
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This my wife, and that's how it shoulda stay |
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Until my dying day, that's what the preacher say |
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And this my wife, suh why the fuck you in my place |
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Like yuh want fi tek my space, yuh want if get erase. |
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And this my life! where were you back in the days when mi likkle yute dem did a raise(hey) |
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This my life, my wife, my life, my wife. |
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[Verse 1:] |
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The story started about nine-thirty; |
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Long fi see mi wife suh my trip-out kinda early; |
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Want she feel surprise suh mi neva check shirly; |
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Plus! my wife wouldn't nuttin' fi hurt mi. |
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Haffi prove ma-self mek she know seh dat mi worthy; |
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Cah, from wah day ting's nah run suh sturdy; |
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Park roun'the back suh I know she neva heard mi |
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Look! pon the porch how the mat look suh dirty. |
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Wonda if mi fi guh call mi shotta fren Earny. |
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Code fi di alarm a wonda who learn it; |
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Incense a bun, and mi wanda who a burn it; |
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Tv tun on! and mi wanda who turn it; |
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Who eva trespass have mi end's pon lock. |
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A run up in ma house with mi hand pon mi glock |
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Thinking dat, mi spouse was under attack; a got to do suppin' about dat(wah) |
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[Chorus:] |
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This my wife and that's how it shoulda stay, |
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Until my dying day that's what the preacher say, |
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And this my wife, what you doing in my place, |
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Like yuh want fi tek space, fi get erase, |
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And this my life, a neva see you in the days when mi likkle yute dem a raise(hey) |
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This my life, my wife, my life, my wife |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Steppin' up the stairs humble and discreet, (hush sound) |
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Check pon the yutes, and the yute dem a sleep, |
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Tink to ma-self if mi wife woulda cheat, |
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And den mi sey nah she wouldn't creep, |
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Walk down di hall cah mi hear a man speak, |
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Reach near di door and mi hear di bed a sweak, |
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Push-up! the door with mi owna eye mi see it a man between my wife two feet(bloodceet!) |
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Pop off mi gun the whole room look sun, |
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A ask di likkle whore if she dun and if she cum, |
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And tell har if siddung and tell di pussy seh nuh run, |
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A ask har if mi likkle son, a fi him likkle son. |
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[Chorus:] |
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My Wife wouldn't do this to me; mek one fanastie mess up di fambily, |
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And you a my wife, before yuh bring a place, so mi a face, whatah disgrace. |
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And this my life! like yuh fi di days when mi yute dem did a raise(hey) |
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This my life, my wife, my life, my wife |
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[Verse 3:] |
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Mi, know yuh woulda love fi know how the story end, (true) |
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But if I talk dat part mi woulda in end up in the pen(ah ah) |
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Just know Joe Grind nah Joe grind again. |
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Just a likkle warning di Marshall come fi send |
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To every rudebwoy who have dem woman a dem yard |
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Always on the look out neva drop yuh guard |
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Wuhus when yuh gone cuh do business a broad |
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Yuh might find out seh yuh good gal a fraud cause... |
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[Chorus:] |
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My wife did the same shit to me |
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One mistake miss up the family, |
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My wife bring a man up in ma place mek a man tek my space, the two a dem(cuh) |
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My life end up have to change in so many different ways(hey) |
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My life, my wife, my life, my wife [fades] |
