Lyrics

Rude bwoy dem fi cool... Oh! What time is it? Lord God! A big tune! Uh huh Wha' dem say? Hey, yo, one more gone in the clear Then look how long Scare Dem and Buccaneer tell dem say, rude bwoy don't stray? Hey! Hey Buccaneer, we a shotta Tell dem something Ay! No way Bad man nuh stray, we nuh stray, we nuh stray No time of day, we nuh stray, we nuh stray Bad man nuh stray, we nuh stray, we nuh stray No time of day, we nuh strayyyy Member that... Well! Bwoy say dem a shotta and dem nah live right Pose up inna club under big video light Say dem a rude boy and a pose pon bike But real bad man tilt a double midnight So me go so All the TG, all the Jungle, we a the top shottas Bwoy think a lie? Go ask Warlord, Killer All of Seaview, all of Baktu, man from Waricka We nah cross no bwoy border, hey! No bwoy can draw Buccaneer or Scare Dem If them try that, a Black Talon a go near them Bwoy have him gun and make fool a jeer them See it deh now, dem make gyal a stray them (Lord, God!) So me go so Shotta, shotta Cu deh, marrow splatter If a did fi your own, would it really matter? Oh shotta, shotta Cu deh, marrow splatter We nah stray from off of we corner
Writer(s): O Neil Bryan, Patrick Jackson, Andrew Bradford, D. Stewart, Andrew Reid Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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