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See me in my heels and ting Dem check say we hip and ting True dem dey know an'ting We have 'em going and ting No pop, no style I strictly roots No pop, no style I strictly roots See me 'pon the road, and you call out to me Do you see me inna pants and ting? See me in the 'alter back See me give you heart attack Give me little bass, let me wind up my waist Uptown top ranking See me in my Benz and ting Drivin' through Constant Spring Dem check so we come from Cosmo Springs But a true dem dey know an'ting Then I know so we top ranking Uptown top ranking Shoulda see you in your ranking dread Check how we jamming and ting Love is all I bring And all my khaki suit and ting No pop, no style I strictly roots No pop, no style I strictly roots Watch how we chuck it and ting Wore a khaki suit and ting Love is all I bring You know a khaki suit and ting? No pop, no style I strictly roots No pop, no style I strictly roots See me 'pon the road, and you call out to me Do you see me in my pants and ting? See me in the 'alter back See me give you heart attack Give me little bass, let me wind up me waist Give me little bass, let me wind up me waist Love is all I bring In my khaki suit and ting No pop, no style I strictly roots No pop, no style I strictly roots Shoulda seen me in the ranking dread Check out the jamming and ting Love is all I bring In all my khaki suit and ting No pop, no style I strictly roots No pop, no style I strictly roots
Writer(s): Althea Forrest, Joe Gibbs, Errol Thompson, Donna Reid, Neamian Ellis Alton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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