So mi sey, you want a rhyme, I got a rhyme mi have di gyal tune fi mek dem move dem waist line so them spine in di time, matter over mind (?)(?) Verse 1:
Da one yah name rhyme have a new style and it rule everything sometime mi DJ, sometime mi rap want a fat gyal fi come si dung inna mi chair if a gay club, I nah go inside haffi have a gyal fi gimmie di wickest slam bun a fire pon di mon dem wey a chew even if yuh vex, you caah rush mi and mi friend bare big machines we have locked pon di corner big up di ganja mon dat nuh stop bun dem married life is a serious ting, careful how yuh put on yuh tuxedo and thats all I have to say about that
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Verse 2:
When we buck it off duck anywhere we go, a gyal she must get sex everybody wonda what coming afta tek it fi truth, mi soon a dead wid (?) gyal dem keep whinning, and dem waist rotating everybody wonda how much gyal we looking come inna mi kitchen, a food yuh see boilin watching my business and fi dem own a mash up
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