| 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 | 
| 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 'nough man a cry | 
| But a one thing me want tell you girl) | 
| 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 | 
| Twenty 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 and 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) | 
| 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 | 
| 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 ain’t no joker | 
| I ain’t batman | 
| Always wanted never doubted | 
| Want slammed it now, I am flaunting | 
| Here from eternally, until eternity | 
| Selassie 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 | 
| Moopies and even super dupies | 
| Well my lyrics' the stuff | 
| Terrible and tough | 
| 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 |