Nanannanananananannanana Boyz there (How many) Boyz there (How many)
How many tequilas in the place? How many beers are in the case?
Boyz there (How many) Boyz there (How many, how many)
How many dutty wine swing it away? How many shots without a chase?
Boyz there (How many) Boyz there (How many)
How many mash up and in a haze? How many wacky dip fall on their head?
Boyz there (How many) Boyz there (How many)
How many no money boyz are crazy How many boyz are raw? How many no money boyz are rowdy How many start a war?
Hey now Let me go, hey now Can we go ridin' up a dirty track up in Laventille Will you, show me before I make it back somewhere I can chill?
Hey now Let me go, hey now Can we go ridin' up on motorbikes up to Sugar Hill Cooking chicken on the wall With the system up on full
What we do now Duppa bounce Dem der Duppa bounce
Oh gosh, it's the new warlord
Boyz there (How many) Boyz there (How many)
How many no money boyz are crazy How many boyz are raw? How many no money boyz are rowdy How many start a war?
'Birdflu'
Big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me down? everyone knows I'm already good on the ground most of us stay strong shit don't really bound us then I go on my own making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down so I need a man for romance streets are making em hard so they sefish little roamers jumpin' girl to girl make us meat like burgers when I get fat I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear model? it didn't really drop that way my legs hit the hurdle A protocol to be a rocker on a label? it didn't really drop that way our beats were too evil
Now I put away paper for later so I'm stable
a better something better come so I could get cable ghetto pops, food drops I store them in my stable I cook em up, pop em down eat me it off ya a table
Hah Hah Hah Hoooooa
The village got on the phone said the street is comin' to town they wanna check my papers see what I carry around credentials are boring I burnt them at the burial ground don't order me about I'm an outlaw from the badland put away shots for later so I'm stable live in trees chew on feet watch lost on cable bird flu gonna get you made it in my stable from the crap you drop on my crop when they pay you
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Nanannanananananannanana
Boyz there (How many)
Boyz there (How many)
How many tequilas in the place?
How many beers are in the case?
Boyz there (How many)
Boyz there (How many, how many)
How many dutty wine swing it away?
How many shots without a chase?
Boyz there (How many)
Boyz there (How many)
How many mash up and in a haze?
How many wacky dip fall on their head?
Boyz there (How many)
Boyz there (How many)
How many no money boyz are crazy
How many boyz are raw?
How many no money boyz are rowdy
How many start a war?
Hey now
Let me go, hey now
Can we go ridin' up a dirty track up in Laventille
Will you, show me before I make it back somewhere I can chill?
Hey now
Let me go, hey now
Can we go ridin' up on motorbikes up to Sugar Hill
Cooking chicken on the wall
With the system up on full
What we do now
Duppa bounce
Dem der
Duppa bounce
Oh gosh, it's the new warlord
Boyz there (How many)
Boyz there (How many)
How many no money boyz are crazy
How many boyz are raw?
How many no money boyz are rowdy
How many start a war?
'Birdflu'
Big on the underground, what's the point of knocking me down?
everyone knows I'm already good on the ground
most of us stay strong shit don't really bound us
then I go on my own making bombs with rubber bands
I have my hard down so I need a man for romance
streets are making em hard so they sefish little roamers
jumpin' girl to girl make us meat like burgers
when I get fat I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear model?
it didn't really drop that way my legs hit the hurdle
A protocol to be a rocker on a label?
it didn't really drop that way our beats were too evil
Now I put away paper for later so I'm stable
a better something better come so I could get cable
ghetto pops, food drops I store them in my stable
I cook em up, pop em down eat me it off ya a table
Hah Hah Hah Hoooooa
The village got on the phone said the street is comin' to town
they wanna check my papers see what I carry around
credentials are boring I burnt them at the burial ground
don't order me about I'm an outlaw from the badland
put away shots for later so I'm stable
live in trees chew on feet watch lost on cable
bird flu gonna get you made it in my stable
from the crap you drop on my crop when they pay you
Hah Hah Hah Hooaaa
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