[Intro:]
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Yo, Konshens representin
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For bridges natural
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Yo, Demarco
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Yo, Anton
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Hear me nuh
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Me kno how fu operate
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From pum pum fu get penetrate
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We nah go itch, nah go hesitate-tate
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Hear me nuh
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[Chorus:]
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Yo, cah me glad seh me kno how fu wuk gyal propa
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Glad seh me kno how fu saca saca
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Me glad seh me kno how fu turn di cornas
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And me rub dem pon di edge and mek eye dem wata
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She see me and a smile but me cut har laughta
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Cah wen me put it in, gyal a call me masta
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Me father neva bless me with a big katana
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But me full di gyal dem belly with me frag banana
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[Verse 1:]
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Ey, man fi kno how fu tun dem and mek fashion
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Boy hav dem size but nuh hav no pattan
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Jus a lay down inna di gyal dem sittin all night long
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Real stallion go perform like a technician
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From weh day me hear di gyal dem inna vexsation
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Seh some man jus arouse like electrician
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When she wah feel di fyah inna har section
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Konshens a get di invitaion
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[Chorus:]
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Cah she hear seh me kno how fu wuk gyal propa
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Glad seh me kno how fu saca saca
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Me glad seh me kno how fu turn di cornas
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And den me ram it, ram it mek eye dem wata
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She see me and a smile but me cut har laughta
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Cah wen me put it in, she seh "sir, masta"
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Me father neva bless me with a big katana
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But me full di gyal dem belly
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[Verse 2:]
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Yo, me nah go take now she wah bout me a wuk gyal fu nuh 3 houra
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Badman bak nuh wuk offa V-power
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When 1 hour don 3 time me haffu cum
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Rest a minute den me draw fu di netha
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Me study S-E-X from me a youth
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Nobody tell me simple truth
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Di gyal dem seh me cute
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Gyal a pose in front dem gun
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Neva kno seh di gun nuh shoot
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Now she end up with a cute likke youth
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Yuh likkle brute
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[Chorus:]
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You neva kno me kno how fu wuk gyal propa
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Glad seh me kno how fu saca saca
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Me glad seh me kno how fu turn di cornas
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And me rub dem pon di edge and mek eye dem wata
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She see me and a smile but me cut har laughta
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Cah wen me put it in, gyal a call me masta
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Me father neva bless me with a big katana
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But me full di gyal dem belly with di frag banana
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[Verse 1:]
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Ey, man fi kno how fu tun dem and mek fashion
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Boy hav dem size but nuh hav no pattan
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Jus a lay down inna di gyal dem belly all night long
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Real stallion go perform like a technician
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From weh day me hear di gyal dem inna vexsation
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Seh some man jus arouse like electrician
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When she wah feel di fyah inna har section
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Anton she give di application
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[Chorus:]
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Cah she hear seh me kno how fu wuk gyal propa
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Glad seh me kno how fu saca saca
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Me glad seh me kno how fu turn di cornas
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And me rub dem pon di edge and mek eye dem wata
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She see me and a smile but me cut har laughta
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Cah wen me put it in, she seh "sir, masta"
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Me father neva bless me with a big katana
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But me full di gyal dem belly with di frag banana
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[Outro:]
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Me glad seh me kno how fu wuk gyal propa
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And seh me kno how fi saca saca
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Me glad seh me kno how fi turn di cornas
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Den me ram it, ram it yo boughta
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Propa
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Konshens |