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It's keeping a stage show and want the place fi done Wha you do call my management that wid 50 gun, wha mi do Nah go pon stage until me get me funds Wha mi sing, one Jr.Gong a hefty sum
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Now mi fi bun down all material object Wid a raas claat gold chain 'round me Me bun a pon di man weh love bitch and fret And want little detail intricate
Well, dem can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and beat, fassy don't forget Well, is it me or is it hot to death the Halfway Tree C.D. and cassette
D.J. race a run on mark, get set And watch everybody run to the record me who C.D. do you think they get The one to the Bob Marley box set
And boom and you nuh feel me yet Well, chances are you soon go def Me have a clip loaded and one select Fi any bwoy weh nuh want the Gong respect
All me shirt and shoes and me bet Say a nuff D.J. haffi go starve to While dem girl read me on the Internet But it's not fault, don't get upset
dem can't touch me intellect And boom dem can't even a check Well, you rest your drinks pon a serviette And gwon bounce around until you a sweat
Just bounce, bounce, Just bounce, bounce,
Bounce, bounce, Bounce, bounce,
So return to di you used to fill And return to the ends where you used to I them putting some punks on over kill Wid everyday tune, I refuse to build
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You have some D.J. think dem shoot to 'Cause dem spar wid, a couple thug weh will Wait till dem chumpas, dem have draw nil Ah di same thug, ah climb dem windowsill
And, anyhow you no pay di Well, dem could a you a sligoville You better mind how you use your and skill Till you hear man a bruk down your grill
Well, it's from baby pram n to dem We rock mics anywhere, we get a a dem Wid di Muffin looking over, we dem Better read out all mi dem
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So bounce, bounce, bounce wit' me Big man big woman and no pain when di music hit me Find all a weh fit me
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Now mi come fi bun down all object Wid a raas gold chain 'round me neck Me bun a fire pon di man weh love and fret And want little detail intricate
Well, dem can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to It's the Halfway C.D. and cassette
D.J. race a run on mark, get set And watch everybody run to the record me who C.D. do you think they get The one closest to the Bob box set
Well, dem just can't believe or dem accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to It's the Halfway C.D. and cassette
D.J. race a run on mark, get set And watch everybody run to the outlet Tell me who C.D. do you they get The one to the Bob Marley box set
So
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