Yo, you Tony from Capicu? And chicks be like papi chu All you haters out there stop me dude I got niggas out dem shotta you
Y'all not for R R O not ready for Sean Paul Y'all not ready for Tony Ladies, esa
Ay yo good lookin', from D.R. to Puerto Rico to do it for the people aka Mr. Suavito Do what I do I'm doin it for me though
Rep for my bredren that's without Pull out the weapon in they start flexin' T.Touch he so stop guessin' I up now wheel it up in a session
Rudebwoy yeah I'm a get'cha I'm nice under pressure a quick lecture Sean nothin' but love soon as I met ya So let's do and show 'em who the rudest
You must be me, gettin' rid of me blast like them boys in Tivoli Or Rema and Jungle all the killers be Even in Italy they still me
One of the dopest cause I lasted The rest is all nothin' but asses I'm so focused yet I'm so (Dutty, yeah) And I'm out son, big up all the
dem all for races seh nuh guy caan try race case Gwaan stop di progress and a gwaan embrace A old rust off magnum mi a got hitch mi waist mi if you nuh love how di teflon taste
Well, I don't need a lawyer 'cause won't be a case Forget what you see now your is get replaced I'm di dappa Dutty dung di biz I'm to show you what respect really is
Punk yah nuh nuttin', yo, I you really think your clever But you can stop di dem never Real button, start it if yuh ready fi whatever Yo tell mi if you of mi never dem call mi
The Loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born listen out, Esa Loca The Loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a Oonu out, Esa Loca
Yo, the Sosa of rap Dominicans stand up Kingston Jamaica put your up San Juan Puerto Rico I got my man My nigga Sean big up big up
It's R dot O, B dot B In Jamaica we smoke kiki, Ladies, we got freaky, I dropped out of school me teach me
You touch my man Tony guns'll And after the party the to the moe My nigga Sean Paul still got the You remember gimme the light and pass the dro
R.O.B.B. I got my see through straw may we up Weh all who know see through dat a mi high friend up Man a quality we all a smoke to di end up Wid mi pal upon mi pen up it a inspire mi up
But some waan disturb man med up Just through di weh mi spend up dem high go get red up When dem mi fi try get mi fed up R.O.B.B. waan fi up di led up
Toca waan fi get dem place bled up Friends and dem start get shred up Just dem nah hear di words weh mi said up Better dem fed up or end up a dead weh dem mi
The Loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a listen out, Esa Loca The Dutty Loca, the Tony Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a herbalist Oonu out, Esa Loca
Yeah, R.O.B.B. straight out of Jersey Yuh dun Tony Toca A Dutty Yeah, Esa