| Submachine |
| Chop Don |
| Konshens |
| KondOn |
| Hampton |
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| Every ghetto youth weh a gyallis know say |
| Fi get gyal we nuh haffi have dem there clothes deh |
| Keep yourself clean and smell good trust mi bredda |
| Gyal leg nah go stay together |
| Buss off she cologne, box off her nose |
| Boom! Whap! Panty a drop |
| She smell that Creed and a say, "mi a leader" |
| War when di sit'n pon a Killer set speeder |
| All when mi pull up inna regular jeans and a T |
| Gyal still a say, "Oh God, him clean, eeh?" |
| Bwoy suit out inna full Louis V |
| And him girlfriend still a pree |
| A just di eye contact |
| Mi nuh haffi chat |
| Gyal a give it to me natty, fi nuh fi ask fi that |
| Her likkle man, she nuh waan see back |
| When mi inna di belly, she say she nuh waan mi tap |
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| Mi got style and flavor |
| Mixed with a little dirty behavior |
| And di style and flavor |
| Dat a make di gyal dem inna Jamaica |
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| We a God pon di ground |
| If you nuh believe, ask Sir Cathy Town |
| We a God pon di ground |
| When mi call gyal, gyal haffi come |
| We a God pon di ground |
| We a God pon di ground |
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| Gyal a tell mi say she just wanna be near me |
| Say mi style getting her crazy |
| Tell mi say she wanna have a baby |
| If mi tell her yes right now, she woulda pay me |
| Di dawg dem know say gyal sit'n a we sit'n |
| Gyalis a we likkle, like it was written |
| Destiny, gyallis we destined to be |
| If yuh nuh waan she gimme, nuh mek she see mi |
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| Mi got style and flavor |
| Mixed with a little dirty behavior |
| Style and flavor |
| A dat a make di gyal dem inna Jamaica |
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| We a God pon di ground |
| If you nuh believe, ask Sir Cathy Town |
| We a God pon di ground |
| When mi call gyal, gyal haffi come |
| We a God pon di ground |
| We a God pon di ground |
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| Buss off she cologne, box off her nose |
| Boom! Whap! Panty a drop |
| She smell that Creed and a say, "mi a leader" |
| War when di sit'n pon a Killer set speeder |
| All when mi pull up inna regular jeans and a T |
| Gyal still a say, "Oh God, him clean, eeh?" |
| Bwoy suit out inna full Louis V |
| And him girlfriend still a pree |
| A just di eye contact |
| Mi nuh haffi chat |
| Gyal a give it to me natty, fi nuh fi ask fi that |
| Her likkle man, she nuh waan see back |
| When mi inna di belly, she say she nuh waan mi tap |
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