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Chorus The way how them gal ya nice and pretty, full a witty |
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Them no gritty me hafi put them pon me bookshelf |
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Yes, a no one a di whole committee inna the city them ya kitty |
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Naah go share them with nobody else |
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Yes |
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Verse 1 So any time mia bore them, a sametime me adore them |
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When mi rip off them negligee |
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And from once mi can afford them, then me ago sport them |
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Put them all pon display |
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A so them nice mi caan ignore them, so affi tour them |
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Take them over to L.A. |
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Then mi ago score them, anytime mi lure them |
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Fi a drive along the freeway |
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Verse 2 Mi very picky when mi choose them, who no good me loose them |
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When mi a run mi survey |
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And before mi go bruise them, tek them out and cruise them |
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Inna mi yacht along the bay |
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'Cause me know me enthused them, and me amuse them |
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With mi lyrical display |
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Same time me naah confuse them, the Doctor naah abuse them |
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A pure loving without delay |
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Verse 3 Yes mi love how dem dweet, senoritas look petite |
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When me a mek a drive through |
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The way how them complete, & them look so sweet |
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Me haffi live pon dem avenue |
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Nuff gal a kiss dem teeth 'cause them caan compete |
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When them a walk inna crew |
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So the way how me see it, mek them move to me beat |
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and then them wi stick like glue |
