You want a proper fix, me You to get your kicks, call me You want your G's fixed, me Mi the remix, call me
di odda day It's like a some boy a play Mi di girls callin' mi, hear di girls bawlin' mi Hear di cryin' out She seh
I want a dude the wickedest slam I need a one, two, holla man I want a who will tie me to the fan A thug that can his biz like a man
I want a dude with the wickedest I need a one, two, three man I want a dude who do me in the van A thug can handle his biz like a man
Gal, if yuh love holla at mi one (Hey) at mi if yuh waan di wickedest wine I know It's been but baby neva mind tonight tonight mi a gi yuh di whole nine (Hey)
Yo, a every girl dream Mi love fi put it on dem wiggle and scream (Hey) Well, mi get a call from Maxine She left a message pon mi answering machine she seh
I a dude with the wickedest slam I need a one, two, three man I a dude who will tie me to the fan A thug that can handle his biz a man
I want a dude the wickedest slam I a one, two, three holla man I want a dude who do me in the van A thug that can his biz like a man
She wan a man fi put har trance A man who fi tun har round and mek she belly dance Rude boy lovin' wid a little She waan to get wild but she neva had a
When, she seh she had it so deep So right now I'm di man she wanna keep Har ex use to come and drop asleep Dat's why mi pager start beep she seh Beenie
I want a dude the wickedest slam I need a one, two, three man I a dude who will tie me to the fan A thug can handle his biz like a man
I want a dude with the wickedest I need a one, two, holla man I want a who will do me in the van A that can handle his biz like a man
You I'm use to sippin' that Grey Goose And pushin' the gray coupe I'm fever trey deuce Huh, he see me in Prada But I be stickin' to my wife-beaters and pretty panties under my
Now I need a dude a wickedest legs And a, we can do and a, we can do that Then grind your body to the floor When I, I make it till he don't want me no more
Okay, when ya wanna with a runner call me When ya wanna in the hummer all day I'll be in your life be your lover you no lie we together you'll see
Murda, workin' that body Got to hurt a, jerkin' body body Shawna from D.T.P. on the Wine to the beat can't stop I say what's up?
I want a dude the wickedest slam I need a one, two, holla man I want a who will tie me to the fan A thug can handle his biz like a man
I want a with the wickedest slam I a one, two, three holla man I a dude who will do me in the van A that can handle his biz like a man
You heard she preferred She waan a man weh mek she fly like a She waan a man she don't waan nuh nerd She waan yuh gi har it good mi word
I'm not a perv but mi mek she She waan di rockula until it curve Har ex ain't got di nerve Have har a and she nah get served, so she seh Beenie
I want a dude with the slam I need a one, two, three man I want a dude who tie me to the fan A thug that can his biz like a man
I want a dude the wickedest slam I need a one, two, holla man I a dude who will do me in the van A thug that can his biz like a man