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Hey Blackbird, me no know
Hey
Dem gyal deh
Wha' me a seh?
Wha' dem a seh?
A seh, weh it seh?
So you know seh
Mhm
Same ting, you know
Yeah, but
A me a go gweh, man
Alright
Hey
It's man
Me no waan no gyal weh nuff man page call to me
When you did hot, you tell me how you're too small fi me
Now, true you see me a roll big, you start bawl fi me
But, three of mi friend dem bug you out, so no call to me
Some gyal weh claim dem hot no look right to me
Cheap clothes dem wear, no bother talk 'bout the price to me
Look good at night, but daytime dem face frighten me
Me say, it frighten me
Gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
And you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Mi gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
From you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Nuff of dem know dem ting no comfortable
A chat 'bout dem a goodas and dem something nah no middle
A come a eye, tell a gyal, "Nuh check mi level"
Me no haffi call no name, but certain gyal fi cancel 'way
The way she loose, she coulda take a quad bottle
Leff all di way a Barbican, go catch a jungle
A who she waan come salt up with da dutty bungle?
Come and make a bag of noise
A weh she waan proof pon you?
You no stretch out, stretch out
And you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Mi gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
From you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
But see yah now
Gyal a grumble over second hand clothes
Some sittin weh you don't even want inna your wardrobe
Sit down, chat you then a wear your tings outta road
Then suppose you fi get up and talk it out loud
Talk how much man beat that wid board
And dash out weh she have inna him yard outta road
She always look tired like face a carry load
A five teeth she have, she always a clean sword
You no stretch out, stretch out
And you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Mi gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
Pass di sumn here, you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
But, wha'?
Me no waan no gyal weh nuff man page call to me
When you did hot, you tell me how you're too small fi me
Now, true you see me a roll big, you start bawl fi me
But, three of mi friend dem bug you out, so no call to me
Some gyal weh claim dem hot no look right to me
Cheap clothes dem wear, no bother talk 'bout the price to me
Look good at night, but daytime dem face frighten me
Me say, it frighten me
Gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
And you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Mi gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
From you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Mi gyal, you no stretch out, stretch out
And you no done out, done out
And you no bow out, bow out
Certain gyal bag out, bag out
Alright
Nuff of dem know dem ting no comfortable
A chat 'bout dem a goodas and dem something nah no middle
A come a eye, tell a gyal, "Nuh check mi level"
Me no haffi call no name, but certain gyal fi cancel 'way
The way she loose, she coulda take a quad bottle
Leff all di way a Barbican, go catch a jungle
A who she waan come salt up with da dutty bungle?
Come and make a bag of noise
A weh she waan proof pon you?
You no
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