Dancehall Vibes (feat. Tenor Fly)

Yo, check this

That one now, read, read, read, read, read

That was some old fucking picture. This motherfucker's down up there

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yo, what's up on the fucking page? Turn this motherfucking down, man

Blast this shit. Turn the whole shit up

Fuck that, man. Turn the whole motherfucking up

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

Just three of the green and golden rotten

How them a lips are, how them a quants are

How them a lip like a lea-botton

Them a twine like a big-time fraud

Them coming like, I'm just a pot-motton

I wonder them, how them a quants are

How them, why them a lips so rotten

Well, boys, me a-ring, me a-dance, I think coming like they've forgotten

I done drawn the whole wide world

My feet done mash up the whole of Britain

Me the wood-shape and the tape

Me the mix and mingle with no Eden

The mutual inherit the air-content

So let that be your lesson

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

Yes

This ya one they just simply call them vines

I just design this ya one to keep the dance all alive

Love to see all the girls them whining in timing

And all the good boys them scaring

Said he was a powerful team

My friend now they bring people together

In a discriminatin' day

When they hatin' ev'rything

Rolls your collar

Could all the way of England, New York, America

Ah sad Asia

What ain't one heart and destiny?

For the lonely we all run the well?

And the Jimmy Dargarff'll make sense

And the Jimmy Dargarff'll make sense

And the Jimmy Dargarff'll make sense

And the Jimmy Dargarff'll make sense

This a one, it just simply call them vines

I just design this a one to keep the dance all alive

Love to see all the girls them whining in timing

And all the boys them skanking

This a one, it just simply call them vines

I just design this a one to keep the dance all alive

Love to see all the girls them whining in timing

And all the boys them skanking

Light up! Light up!

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself

They better get down with the Stylers, Aboriginal gangsters

And we no take no grizzle, not nut nuzz

And if a boy try test, made us jump in the chest

We can't wake and touch the nut itself