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Feat.

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

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

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

Offishall]
Yo, I was walkin down de and this girl said 'Hi!'
'Aren't you that named Mr. Kardiny?'
Chuh, see me girl dat's de I
specialist, number one bad bwoy
Give tanks to de high for lookin so fly
So pretty mek yuh eye dem cry
Drip out eye and flood up de sky
Rush de man dem first in de youth dem waan try
She 'I like your style and yo Kardi mi nuh shy
Me want off yuh Karl and den rub up yuh Kani
Squeeze up yuh and nyam off yuh fry
Blow off yuh top and you mi two ply!'
I ar 'Hol' on girl, a musse die - you waan die
wash yout yuh mout bout you a nyam out mi fry
Clean up and meet me top a Mount Zion
Cause only one mek de Kardinal high
And

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

X2

Yeah yea
You don know,

You don
me alone now, chuh