Red lipstick in a mi heels and mi beretta
Ready fi kill the whole bloodclaat Vendetta
Dem never tell you seh mi bad like you trendsetter
Mi a go mince your body fine like a type letter
Smile with you, fuck you and then mi buss you throat
Blood a run, body a skin like a ram-goat
Weh you go talk 'bout mi hole that a wrong code
Mi pussy tighter than you batty weh you have a float
Mi see your blood a splash, marrow a fly, ashes a dash
Member you run left punash and run go tek a batty wash
Wait mek mi pop off the lash and shoot off your moustache
Bullet your suck pussy lip weh you have up under Tash
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It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Pussy blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers
Send fi the crocodile dem, rise the alien
Mi nuh care a who sing it mi stab up Fabian
Crocus bag full a bullet could a full Pavilion
Guns pon mi endz 'bout couple million
Roll out the artillery, call the battalion
AA-12, dem cyaa find your skeleton
Mince up your body fine, chop you like a escallion
Make you lost out a sea just like Gilligan
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It bun you true mi seh the World Boss a the boss
Deh a prison and him still a teach you in a the class
Pussy blind, put in back your contact lens to rass
Gaza a run the world from you in a Pampers