Yeah dawg Well, yuh done know a wah day mi a go dung di road And buck up Miss. L.A.P Lovely awesome person Mi just touch her pon her shoulder one time
Your gravity is strong, it's now or never These painted lines go on this road forever Crowded and broke, didn't talk for hours I'm all out of smoke We
Watch unu, snatch unu, catch unu when me a flash unu Match unu, latch unu, trash unu when me dispatch unu Need unu, lead unu, seed unu, when me just feed
Keep it gangsta, keep it gangsta Keep it gangsta, all di gangsta from Jamaica Keep it gangsta and American gangsta Keep it gangsta Yo, me just gangsta
Yes Iyah Some gal a move like dem a Killa But dem have fi sekkle pon di Tarantula Yes Nyah A Beenie Man and Two Thousand Crew deh yah But wah Hey Woman
So solid So solid 'Longside beenie man 'Longside beenie man In a different type production In a different type production Hey yo Hey yo Hey cut this
Yo, sometime you have to just be a man And apologize to your woman, ya star The amount of ting whe you put her through Rock this When a girl cry 'cause
Likkle Kim 'longside Beenie Man (Zagga, zow, zow, zow) Bumba, star, yo, yo America, Caribbean, a matter a fact the world We're comin' at you Kim, where
Well you done know When gangsta touch the street Food have fi eat It's a gangsta life Zagga zow We squeeze and make cheese Bu'n my enemy Cats freeze
Introducing virgin recording artist Beenie Man 'Longside Tanto Metro and Devonte Holla Yes, she got me in the mood Yes, she got me in the mood Yes, she
in your purse Traveling bag and you never take him out Little creatures flying off the beach A little prisoner you can lock up in a cage Tropical birds
call my name La clima tropical Some build the mole So that I can not go To untie the rope, yeah! Go Kahala beach Yeah, yeah! La Clima tropical
Sous le soleil des tropiques J'irai claquer tout mon fric Je depenserai des millions A t'egorger des visons Et quand le soir t'attendant Je penserai au
stay with you i'll do anything i can cuase, losin you is not part of the plan, now Melbourne is a tropical london, American in a tropical london, Abandoned in a tropical
Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez. (Suave)Besame , besame (Suave)Besame otra vez (Suave)Que quiero sentir tus labios
Oh, tropical robots When you come of age You'll reach the sun And when you go away You won't come back no more Alabama policeman Let them go on their
Bow your head Feel the weight of this ocean Falling down from the sky You need somebody To share that emotion The lonely mountain you climb You're so
go, let's go Come on, come on, come on Be my tropical girl Girl, be my tropical girl? Be my tropical girl Come on, come on Be my tropical girl Yeah,