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Yeah You know seh da man like Bru-C And da man like Charlie P are passin' thru now Yeah Yo, grab a bottle, buss it off Gyalla follow we like some puppy dog Step inna di dance and we lock it off Shake it up, pop it off My DJ, turn up di audio Yeah you know it's me like Mario Hip hip hooray, skip gym today When you step inna di rave, pure bass and cardio I'm a Drum and Bass MC, just like Shabba and Skibba Roll to the rave with my ganja and liquor Big up Charlie P, he's a bad-a-man singer Gyal wantin' the D, might [?] Salmon and quinoa, salad and pitta Stamina's slicker, I'll lap a man quicker Know me from the gym we got the bass and the cardio Tell man roll to my class and get slimmer Bassline fatter, deal wid di matter Man like the Nike, Supreme and di Patta Brain from Kim and the beat from Natasha Fillin' up her belly like she eat from a platter Riddim get shatter, Nottingham bredda Looking for the money, where's the cheese and where's the cheddar Inside the rave where the people come together Drums and the bass let the music last forever Yo, grab a bottle, buss it off Gyalla follow we like some puppy dog Step inna di dance and we lock it off Shake it up, pop it off My DJ, turn up di audio Yeah you know it's me like Mario Hip hip hooray, skip gym today When you step inna di rave, pure bass and cardio Ey, we ah go work yuh like a gym instructor Wha? Gyally move yuh waist, gyally move yuh bumper Charlie P and Bru-C they are in yuh area Bassline make ya move and exercise ya Pass me my weed, Hennessy and grinder Dem three together ah go bring me higher Wha? Shell down the dance mi ah the vibe supplier Name right at di top when yuh check the flyer Yo, first me buss a skank den buss di champs Life's good got money in mi piggy bank Wha? Tink you are di don den bring it on Seh, when mi sing mi song the gyalla sing along Real reggae artist like D Brown and Yellowman Dun 'ready tell a man, no mek mi shell a man! Never once inna my life me gwarn bread a man Like Bru-C when you see me say, "Megaman!" Yo, grab a bottle, buss it off Step inna di dance and we lock it off My DJ, turn up di audio Hip hip hooray, skip gym today When you step inna di rave, pure bass and cardio Becah we mega, trendsetter, yo Never coulda change like Bruce Jenner You know we're mega, trendsetter, no pressure Big riddim come in heavy like bench presser Look it up, you see music make me switch it up Mi run tings, mi nah inna no fisticuffs You know we switch it up, big vibes lift it up DJ, mix it up, hotline ring it off! We ah go buss it off like a don gargan, no beg, no pardon Cook up like our don, from Notts to London We move and pom pom, only deal wid anthem Tonight we're on one Tonight we're on one One two selecta, who's on the mic, hoes in danger Bruce on mic I run the sector Shut down festival, arena Bad, boy behaviour Quick raise up making the paper Come thru shock a man like taser Come thru put the plan to paper Later will be greater, go and get a shape-up Gwarn to the rave and mek mi paper, yo Mi haffi get mi cake up, mi like mi gyal natural 'Dem no need no makeup Don't need no makeup Contour, bonjour, on tour, last tune, encore Once more, big spliff, of course, highlight, Concorde So buss the skank while looking dank Step in the dance, put up your hands We make 'em skank, so Grab a bottle, buss it off Gyalla follow we like some puppy dog Step inna di dance and we lock it off Shake it up, pop it off My DJ, turn up di audio (Turn up di audio) Yeah you know it's me like Mario Hip hip hooray, skip gym today When you step inna di rave, pure bass and cardio
Writer(s): Josh Dwight Bruce, Charlie Purrsord Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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