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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mad Cobra
Performer
Strictly the Best
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Cameron
Songwriter
Ewart Brown
Songwriter
Haldane Browne
Songwriter
Lowell Dunbar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
A. Rose/A. Malvo for How Yu Fi Sey Dat? Rec.
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tell her, leave your man alone and go look her own
Can't trespass pon your compound
Mate have to bow!
Mad Cobra say
Well den
Well
[Verse 2]
Dun wife, and you no watch mate
Mek a gyal know dem pot you nah scrape, scrape
You look good, gyal you have di cute face
Man a mad over your looks and shape
Well
Big tings, a gyal man a run you down
A gyal vexed like a you mek she dun
You a dun wife, gyal, and yes, a you rule
Mek di mate now, so she fool-fool
And you dun rule
So, it better dem cool
[Verse 3]
Well
Pop style
Hotness, mi child
You own di man, a gyal wait fi awhile
Fi get fi your body, man will swim river Nile
Smooth and silky gyal, tender and mild
Mate can never take di chance and smile
Sit down pon your business while fi dem own spoil
Nuff man a exchange dem engine oil
Lead, you a lead di whole of dem by a mile
That's why di Mad Cobra smile
Well
[Verse 4]
Dun wife, you no watch mate
Gyal pot right yah now you nah scrape, plate
Look good, have your cute face
Man a mad over your looks and your shape
Well
Big tings, a gyal man a run you down
A gyal vexed like a you mek she dun
Dun wife, gyal, and you dun rule
Mek di mate now, so she fool-fool
And she a foot stool
Better she sit down and cool
[Verse 5]
Well
When you see di gyal dem, just shout out dis
"Borrow clothes, borrow man, pitch crow, pitch!"
How much man she want? Oh Lord, a wah dis?!
She see your property and waan fi tresspass pon it
See you love fly far waan one rocket
Flop, a gyal flop just because she flip
A gyal body no good, just walk and spread it
Deh pon di condemned list
Hear dis
[Verse 6]
Dun wife cah you no watch mate
Gyal pot right you kno nah scrape, scrape
You look good, you have di cute face
Man a mad over your looks and shape
Well
Big tings, a gyal man a run you down
Gyal vexed like a you mek she dun
You a dun wife, an now you dun rule
Matey, she a foot stool
And you dun rule
And it better dem cool
[Verse 7]
Well
Imagine, how you and him a come from far
When dem used to cuss him how him black like tar
Now him get smooth and a drive pretty car
Dollar sign long, from here to Savla Mar
Things no stop gwan, you gwan live like a star
Start look your man and turn 'round waan fi war
Promise you acid burn, promise you scar
Can't tell you how him don't even look pon her
[Verse 8]
Dun wife and you no watch mate
A gyal pot you nah scrape, scrape
Look good, you have your cute face
Man a mad over your looks and your shape
Well
Big tings, a gyal man a run you down
A gyal vexed like a you mek she dun
Dun wife gyal and you dun rule
Mek di mate, now she fool-fool
And she a foot stool
Better she sit down and cool
[Verse 9]
Well
Pop style
Hotness, mi child
You own di man, a gyal wait fi awhile
Fi get fi your body, man will swim river Nile
Smooth and silky, tender and mild
Mate can never take di chance and smile
Sit down pon your name and fi dem business a spoil
Nuff man a exchange dem engine oil
But you a lead by a mile, smile
[Verse 10]
Dun wife and you no watch mate
A gyal pot you nah scrape, late
Look good, you have your cute face
Man a mad over your looks and your shape
Written by: Anthony & Richard Malvo, Anthony Cameron, Ewart Brown, Haldane Browne, Lowell Dunbar