Political Badness (feat. Randy Valentine)

Political badness Yuh dun know di chops, uh-uh NSG, hmm RV, hmm We do da one yah easy, wah-wah-wah (4PLAY, 4PLAY) Well here come the musical thing called Randy Valentine Representing for all the generals Inna the Dancehall (boom, boom, boom) We can't stall, ah-ah Watch out I use to do robberies back in the days I still haven't changed my ways I'm still tryna double the paper, yeah Hot fyah man, we haffi burn down this Every day when you walking down the street Badman still ah lock it pon dem waist Hot gyal still ah skank inna the place Yeah man ah so we dweet, yeah I don't look up to no older Move bangs then finesse the holder Everything free got good CC's She only loves me when she get her double C's, yeah He wanted beef 'til his life went left Hop out the car Pop the boot (boot) Big Tekken, kick back Like Jin Come we kick back, baby shot some gin Mash P's, yeah Man ah mash P's Can't be seen nah at the crime scene Ain't been 'round for a bit, yo Terry where you been? Had to give a top up cah that's my favourite fiend Gyal turn freak when the lights turn off She offin' her pant, I'm inside her Broskis in the can for the fizzy no tango He don't dance, making plays off a zanco I use to do robberies back in the days I still haven't changed my ways I'm still tryna double the paper, yeah Hot fyah man, we haffi burn down this Every day when you walking down the street Badman still ah lock it pon dem waist Hot gyal still ah skank inna the place Yeah man ah so we dweet, yeah Rastaman no eat bacon Rasta man don't speak to Babylon They got my boydem, locked up in the can So me and dem boy can't get along, yeah You owe me money, I want every pesewa I'm on beef like yasantwa I'm a bread winner, I get my bread up The way I manoeuvre, it's essential Me and my guys, yeah we deh for the roadside Mama tell me stay away from the bad guys That was a long time, very long time Money haffi make, but we no get time Cah we stay running, running Stay running, running Money haffi make So we stay running, running Teef mans girls like my coloniser Na, teef mans girl, I'm a womaniser I use to do robberies back in the days I still haven't changed my ways I'm still tryna double the paper, yeah Hot fyah man, we haffi burn down this Every day when you walking down the street Badman still ah lock it pon dem waist Hot gyal still ah skank inna the place Yeah man ah so we dweet, yeah Jugging everyday you know I had to get payed Labelled as a shotta, always had it on ma waist Hate it when I'm sober, have to roll me up a J If I go broke, I'll go back to my old ways You used to doubt me, see I'm on now Bitches tryna fuck me 'cause they want clout I fuck these hoes with my plaques on the wall Praying on my down but I could never fall Put your panty to the side girlie You was talking hella pon the celly (hella pon the celly) Still made it just off the celly (off the celly) Now you smell the money smelling on me She love the smell of my cologne (cologne) That be the money and the Rabanne (Rabanne) Don't ask me how far, ask me how well Don't ever ask me why we out here I use to do robberies back in the days I still haven't changed my ways I'm still tryna double the paper, yeah Hot fyah man, we haffi burn down this Every day when you walking down the street Badman still ah lock it pon dem waist Hot gyal still ah skank inna the place Yeah man ah so we dweet, yeah (4PLAY, 4PLAY) Political badness