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| 3:52 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:52 |
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| 3. |
| 4:00 |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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| 5. |
| 4:22 |
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| 6. |
| 4:05 |
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| 7. |
| - |
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| 8. |
| - |
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| 9. |
| - |
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| 10. |
| 4:14 | 
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Well this it!
Beenie alongside A.R.P. alongside Tony Curtis A banky produce this Well she claim say me fi miss her After she run gone with man in a car Alright, me can tell you something baby Chorus: Every step I take (Hey, Every step I take) Every move I make (Every move I make) Every single day, Every time I pray I'll be missing you Thinking of the day (I've been thinking of the day) when you went away (when you went away) what a life to take, what a bond to break I'll be missing you (Well she gone and nuff man a cry but a one thing me want tell you girl) Beenie: Right now, me a the king and a me a wear di crown - yeah 20 gals live ina mi house - yeah Woman a lick mi like a honey comb - yeah As a king you fi rule your own throne, yes Me a the king and a me a wear di crown - yeah 20 gals live ina mi house - yeah Woman a lick mi like a honey comb - yeah As a king you fi rule your own throne Sometimes me have fi wonder how dem gal deh suh bucky Big time police she a lock up everybody She lock up all Pauly, Peter, Barry and Harry Big jail break and she kidnap Larry Mi sorry gal you pretty but your character dutty Nuh gi mi In about five years yuh can rob it Me hear she deh a foreign get fat and get heavy And a me she want and mi know me have fi wuk it Tony Curtis & A.R.P.: On that morning, when this life is over (when dis life is over then) I know, I'll see your face (alright, sing suppmen nice fi me now) Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Every night I pray Every step I take Every move I make Every single day Every night I pray (yes Iyah) Beenie: Hey mi can tell yuh suppmen? me a the king and a me a wear di crown - yeah 20 gals live ina mi house - yeah Woman a lick mi like a honey comb - yeah As a king you fi rule your own throne, yes me a the king and a me a wear di crown - yeah 20 gals live ina mi house - yeah Woman a lick mi like a honey comb - yeah As a king you fi rule your own throne Nuh gal nuh want nuh felt Dem a seh dem want a helper Dem want a man with di house, di clothes, di car and all di figure Gal dem want a man fi treat dem like a Romie nigga In a bed, don't think that I'm a violent fella But see ya, Banky yes a him a di producer Now listen to di style weh di DJ a utter When Beenie Man and ARP dem a di singer Well Tony Curtis come sing out mi bredda Chorus Beenie: My time I am a girls spec I'm like that, keep looking You haven't seen anything yet Who I am? My name is Beenie Man The skinny man I aint no joker I aint batman Always wanted never doubted Want slammed it now, I am flaunting Here from eternally, until eternity Selassi send me so please don't resent me You give me what I'm rapping about? Or bragging about? You see me coming just jump and shout Well I am for the groupies, ooopies, booopies, moooopies and even super dupies Well my lyrics' the stuff Terrible and tuff It's just enough To stand on it's own like Al Capone in any zone ARP hold the mic and we sing down there we go Tony Curtis in the place we are rocking out And if you feel say you're bad you can get we out Mr. Banky the producer you shocking out And everybody in the dance them brukking out When Beenie man upon the riddim I'm rapping out Talking out from now we a nuh scout |
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| 11. |
| 3:45 |
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Chorus:
Mi have mi light bill fi pay man haffi mind mi Man haffi buy mi everyting before dem wine mi Mi have rent fi deal with all tomorrow mornin' So, no likkle fool caan strip mi Mi waan go a Bahamas for Sunday An come back to mi husband Monday But 'tis a fool mi a look fi nyam out him bank book If dem know what mi know dem jus 'low mi Verse 1: Because a bare rich man, di real money dude Only dem bwoy dere mek mi rock to di blues No bruk pocket man caan see mi nude Tom jump but him sista no fool Mi promise Tom di wuk, him tell mi sey him tough But ohhh mi jus bowl dat fi ducks Him hear mi know how fi heist it up an fling it up Cha, him end up inna rut Chorus Verse 2: True, enough mon mi tek an turn dem inna fool Mek dem spend out dem money fi send mi go school When dem ready fi come bathe inna pool Mi jump off a deep an tell dem fi cool Mi run lef a Rasta inna Ocho Rios Tell him fi lay dung caw mi soon come back Mi gone buy some Slam fi prepare fi di act Rubbers haffi run before mi lay pon mi back Cha, a trick mi trick dat Chorus Repeat from top |
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| 12. |
| 3:55 |
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