Patrick Roberts - Say The Word lyrics

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Patrick Roberts - Say The Word lyrics

[Intro] Yeah! All bad boy weh dem want a gun inna holsters Yeah, take this from original wicked man, Beenie Man And tell the world say... Have mercy You a hear me now? You have some little boy a gwan like dem a murderer And when dem walk and stop k** mosquito Original Beenie Man pon version nuh stop walk and murder all woman, and all woman insect, and all human Mad Cocaine a champion A wha' me tell dem say? [Bridge] Well, if a boy waan test I, tell him fi try Nothing beat a trial but a failure, mi boy If you diss the program and make mi fans cry Anyweh the wing fi come from, grow wing and fly [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so mark mi word Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Verse 1] See me with mi gun, nuh think me goin' romp Pop out mi barrel and boy get cramp Blood all a run like Hermitage damp 'Mount of blood you bleed coulda full all a tank Pop off mi belt, DJ get spanked I maybe mad, but I'm not ignorant Put on mi frock and dash 'way all pants When me disguise, we shoot up all an ants Pop off a stripe and put him inna low rank [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so mark mi word Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Verse 2] Decision This is the a**a**ination Decision Tell me if me right or wrong Decision Boy, you shouldn't test this veteran Decision You better have a funeral plan See me with the mic and you take say you're safe Moments after, hitch up inna gla** case Hide all your body and a expose your face True you never see me with mi Glock pon mi waist [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so mark mi word Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Verse 3] Coulda Clint Eastwood or Steven Siegel Indian, cow, or some wild animal From mi friend, Mad Cocaine, pick up the signal Start the nye night, a someone funeral Black Wizard dress up and powder the dead Doctor Cuban put two inna him head Silver, diamond, put you dead inna the hole See man so simple, never know man so cold [Bridge] Well, if a boy waan test I, tell him fi try Nothing beat a trial like a failure, mi boy If you diss the program and make mi fans cry Anyweh the wing fi come from, grow dem and fly [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so voice be heard Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Verse 1] See me with mi gun, nuh think me goin' romp Pop out mi barrel and boy get cramp Blood all a run like Hermitage damp 'Mount of blood you bleed coulda full all a tank Pop off mi belt, and boy get spanked I maybe mad, but I'm not ignorant Put on mi frock and dash 'way all pants When me disguise, me shoot up all an ants Buss off a stripe and put him inna low rank [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so mark mi word Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Verse 2] Decision This is the a**a**ination Decision Tell me if me right or wrong Decision Boy, you shouldn't diss this veteran Decision You better have a funeral plan See me with the mic and you take say you're safe Moments after, hitch up inna gla** case Hide all your body and a expose your face True you never see me with mi Glock pon mi waist [Chorus] Unuh waan people dead-o, unuh say the word Momma, poppa, little marrow fly like bird Somebody goin' dead, so voice be heard Diss Beenie Man, you know wha' God unuh deh serve [Outro] Coulda Clint Eastwood or Steven Siegel Indian, cow, or some wild animal...

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