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Feat.

Offishall]
Wha wha wha
Yo yo yo yo
Sit me
Mr.
Kardinal Offishall, number one bad bwoy
Yeah,
It's all this girl, ya know, drive de man crazy
Going out to the crew, Circle
Hear me now, me now

Let me you a liccle story bout this girl I used to nkow
Use to come and me she love me since me sing Onwiddasho
She say she loves do way me de whole of T dot O
She say she love me on de TV, me in a de video
She say she sit pon ar' bed and listen to de radio
And wen me sing 'bon-diddley-bong' she haffe run an ar' clothes
She say me kill ar wit de styles and just a wit de flow
Me juss a sweet ar the riddim tun ar eena yo-yo
YO!
She comin in like she know
Seh me 'ave a and she don't play (no)
Might box her in ar mout and off she toe
Lawd God why did Kardi haffe so sexy
She try fe kiss me pon me neck, mi haffe tell de 'Yo!'
and live-touch and you've got to go'
Yuh body look good, yes sweet mango
But you know the girl, come on 'a ho is a ho'
Yuh nuh nuh drawz on how yuh skin dry so?
Favour one ol' of dry up cho-cho!
Yes yuh batty big but you know how dat go
I'm a tall yout because I won't stoop low for...

CHORUS [Kardinal
Maxine, oh Miss
Yuh look ready, for you I am waitin
It goes Maxine, oh Miss
Yuh body look ready, come we rock steady

[Kardinal
Yo, I was walkin down de street and this said 'Hi!'
you that rapper named Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me yah-yes dat's de I
specialist, number one bad bwoy
Give to de most high for lookin so fly
So pretty mek yuh eye dem cry
Drip out eye water and up de sky
Rush de man dem first in case de dem waan try
She said 'I like your and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me strip off yuh Karl and den rub up yuh Kani
Squeeze up yuh and nyam off yuh fry
off yuh top and show you mi two ply!'
I told ar 'Hol' on girl, a die - you waan die
Betta wash yout yuh mout you a nyam out mi fry
Clean up yourself and meet me top a Zion
Cause one girl mek de Kardinal high
And

[Kardinal
Diamond, and Gold, and platinum to she
Look a big ol' rusty tin a bully beef!
She lip dem and sheleg look sweet
just a shine from she head to she feet
Nice type of girl dat you yuh moumma meet
Every time yuh talk ar name, yuh haffe teet'
Pretty like a who? The bad yuh nuh see it
Everytime she want a mi haffe get up and dweet
dem cris bran new Parasuco
Grip de bamsee noby livin' in Toronto
Boassy whe she walk-never to 'Yo!'
She listen to ar man when she walk outta door
And that's
Lord let me tell you something Max--ee-een!

X2

Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
Leave me alone now,