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Feat.

[Kardinal
Wha wha wha
Yo yo yo yo
Sit me
Mr.
Kardinal Offishall, number one bad bwoy
Yeah,
all about this girl, ya know, drive de man crazy
Going out to the raspberry crew,
me now, hear me now

Let me tell you a liccle story bout this girl I used to
Use to come and tell me she love me me sing Onwiddasho
She say she do way me represent de whole of T dot O
She say she love me on de TV, love me in a de
She say she sit dung pon ar' bed and to de radio
And wen me 'bon-diddley-bong' she haffe run an change ar' clothes
She say me kill ar wit de styles and just a wit de flow
Me juss a sweet ar the riddim tun ar eena yo-yo
YO!
She comin in like she don't
Seh me a girlfriend and she don't play (no)
Might box her in ar mout and off she toe
Lawd God why did haffe so sexy though?
She try fe kiss me pon me neck, mi haffe de gyal 'Yo!'
'Walk and live-touch and got to go'
Yuh look good, yes sweet like mango
But you the story girl, come on 'a ho is a ho'
Yuh nuh nuh drawz on how yuh skin dry so?
Favour one ol' of dry up cho-cho!
Yes girl yuh big but you know how dat go
I'm a very tall yout because I won't low for...

CHORUS [Kardinal
Maxine, oh Miss
Yuh body ready, for you I am waitin
It goes Maxine, oh Maxine
Yuh look ready, come make we rock steady

Offishall]
Yo, I was walkin down de street and this girl 'Hi!'
'Aren't you that rapper Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me girl dat's de I
Lyric specialist, one bad bwoy
Give tanks to de most for lookin so fly
So sometime mek yuh eye dem cry
out eye water and flood up de sky
Rush de man dem first in case de dem waan try
She said 'I like your and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me want strip off yuh and den rub up yuh Kani
Squeeze up yuh and nyam off yuh fry
off yuh top and show you mi two ply!'
I told ar on girl, a musse die - you waan die
Betta wash yout yuh mout bout you a out mi fry
Clean up and meet me top a Mount Zion
Cause only one mek de Kardinal high
And

[Kardinal
Diamond, and Gold, and next to she
Look like a big ol' rusty tin a beef!
She lip dem juicy and sheleg look
Body just a shine from she head to she
Nice type of girl dat you waan yuh meet
Every time yuh talk ar name, yuh haffe teet'
like a who? The gyal bad yuh nuh see it
Everytime she want a mi haffe get up and dweet
Clothes dem cris bran new
Grip de bamsee like noby in Toronto
Boassy whe she listenin' to 'Yo!'
She only to ar man when she walk outta door
And that's
Lord let me tell you something Max--ee-een!

X2

Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
Leave me now, chuh