(Chorus)
Put yo hands up, put yo hands up
We ain’t going no where so fu*k yo plans up
Put yo hands up, put yo hands up
We ain’t going no where so fu*k yo plans up
Clap, clap, Everybody just clap, clap
Clap, clap, Everybody just clap, clap
(Verse 1)
Wi deh pon the street like everyday
Wi meck money like everyday
Meck mi burn a likkle out like Cravin A
Pull the kyle out meck it marinate
Woo girls pon the dance floor
Meck 2 step gimmi what mi ask for
Pop bottle, am a boss
Come fi enjoy mi self mi no want war
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Get a phone call
Worth, worth the trip
Money pon the way great benefit
But tonight wi in the mix till six
Party till somebody have the fits
A yo birthday, party hard, rock star
Gyal have dem titties out, pop braw
Meck noise up in here cop car
Top shelf liquor done gimmi Rum Bar
(Repeat Chorus)
(Repeat Verse 1)
(Repeat Verse 2)
(Repeat Chorus)
