After You

Intro: Baby, when you left me, My life was instantly transformed to hell And I used to ache so bad Oh God I never thought this poor heart could get well And I tsed to wonder. After you, what am I gonna do, What am I gonna do, Baby after you, Whoa Oh! Verse 1: Well me a put on a sad face, So di judge ge me di yard Run up X amount a bills pon yuh Platinum Card Throw a tantrum, Wid me nose a run inna court So me get to know how to live nice off a child support Me friend dem love you, Cos you keep we drinkin Hq And me coulda fit inna di Benz But give thanks fi de H2 Me know a you leff me an fi a while me did a bawl But me tell dem me leff you Cas yuh buddy too small, now Chorus: After you, here's what am gonna do, Ride around on your twenty twos, And still live affa you (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh) After you, a now me ready fi enjoy me life Nuh haffu work, n everyting still nice Baby after you Verse 2: Yuh neva knew what a wife an a lover meant So me want half a everyting like de government Now you can tell yuh friends yuh really have a bitchy wife When me stick you up an clean you out like Lionel Ritchie Wife Me a tek de house, de car, de children, yuh screwdrivers, even yuh power drill dem All weh me nuh need me still a go tek Cos me did need you but dat neva stop yuh from live, now Chorus: After you, here's what am gonna do, Ride around on your twenty twos, And still live affa you (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh) After you, a now me ready fi enjoy me life Nuh haffu work, n everyting still nice Baby after you Verse 3: Congratulations me hear yuh new girl's banged up By di time di baby born me a mek sure yuh bankrupt If me know divorce woulda be so sweet I woulda beg di good Lord long time fi mek yuh cheat Most people haffi sell drugs dem whole life fi this All me do a say i do an tun yuh wife fi this And yuh have the nerve fi a laugh when me fling back di ring Well alright, when me done wid you Yuh haffu go beg me a ting, cause Outro: *Tanya talking After you *Yuh see wah you a cause, you know seh me nuh stay so But wah you expect me fi do, All a this a fi yuh fault, Cah yuh nuh leff, me no choice A woman my age wid four kids Which man a go pick me up?! I dont have a certificate I dnt even hav a marketable skill And when me tell you say me wah work pon a career Yuh say not a rahtid Yuh wife nah fi work And boops yuh breed me again Thirty-six months me spend a carry yuh pickney dem inna my gut Dat a thirty-six month outta my life way me couldnt look dung n see me toe Heh Heh, Yuh Lucky The rest a ma life u say...