Chatty mouth, a bet yo you no come touch
If yo bad, bet yo you no come touch
Yo mouth piece you a run it up
Well Clow wi a run it up
Hey, what a way wi shatting
Badmind waan si wi stop but wi flop him
Yes a we run the frigin place
A we run the frigin place
Hey, what a way wi kicking
Dem waan si wi stop but wi trick him
Yes a we run the frigin place
A we lock the frigin place
Tire mark, dusk wi gi dem
Dem no bad like we dem a pretend
Dem gyal a chicken head
And dem a pigeon
Hey wi no waan be dem
Yo no si wi rough, wi tough, wi dangerous
That's why dem fraid of us
Precisely wi no take bad up
And wi nah beg a bwoy caw wi paper nuff
Anyweh wi go the place tun up
You no si wi clothe dem tag less
The flow dem mad yes
In a the street we really bad yes
Nuff gyal waan loving suh wi heal the sadness
And a wi dem cyaa stop cause wi really God bless
Fret dem did a fret better dem fret again
Because this yah year wi a pressure dem
Wi a go real hard, real hard
Dem a retard
Writer(s): Byiome Muir, Jordan Gregory Mcclure, David Spencer Hayle
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