[ Featuring Bugsey ]
Gyal, come whine it pon me
Come sit pon e johnny
Deep a road, a gully
Gyal, come tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But we nah guh boast
The money is interesting
The money has been destined
Don't believe anyone that tells you don't be investing
Cah dey ain't got Ps to be interjecting
Intervening, you're not my bredrin
I'm my own man, I'll write my ending
Like my visa status is indefinite
Shall I stay wid shawty? I was indifferent
I'm looking for the best exchange
What's the Cuban price? What's the estimate?
Where's the GIAs? That's the question, mate
I want it platinum like my accolades
Trap house, you gotta buy or bye
They come and go quickly, hi and bye
My boy a young thug, man, free my slime
I know they wan dim my light for night
I know they wanna dim my light, it's not right
Who told you bad man don't dance? 'Cause they not nice
She just a wanna stroll uptown for a love life
I just a wanna chill back and bun mine
Cool back wid a one wine
And she wanna give me a one whine, hey
Fun times
Ain't had a fun time in a long time
Gyal, come whine it pon me
Come sit pon e johnny
Deep a road, a gully
Gyal, come tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But we nah guh boast
Come here, let me pree something
Only ring in di night when she need something
We deh pon di weed antics
Then we move pon di birds and di bees and ting
She wan bring her friend in too
Yeah, that's me in between, that's a real sandwich
She come in automatic, but it's manual way she drive this stick
As soon as I step in she glance
She see me, she look and she gimme advance
She dance like a ants in di pants
Come and join, all di wuleap a gyal in di van
We bring in di one hundred grand (alright)
And bring in di two hundred grand (alright)
I bring in di three hundred grand
Now dey think that I run wid a gun in di bank (alright)
Yardman wid stamina
I'm eating my yam and green banana
Haile Selassie
Build a house inna Gambia, Africa
She wan do her ting on a low
She nuh inna no gossip or chatty man (alright)
Di way that I made her scream
The neighbor thought it was a massacre
Gyal, come whine it pon me
Come sit pon e johnny
Deep a road, a gully
Gyal, come tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But we nah guh boast
