Deal Wit It — текст песни (Afu-Ra f Jah Don, Kardinal Offishall)

[Chorus 2x: Afu-Ra, Kardinal Offishall]
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la, bum-bum, she-lay-ah
All the pretty girls wanna wind up them way, sha-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la, bum-bum, she-lay-ah
See them lil` girls, buckwildin` in the place, sha-la

[Afu-Ra]
I like a chunky, badunki, mami
Word is bond, hypnotize a brother, like she was a swami, I be
All up on this dance hall, clean
I can wind up some tight, and have her spendin` her greed, come on
And face it, take it-take it down to the floor
Have her spinning her around, have her coming back for more, that`s right
She fell in love with a king man, dippin` the end
The type of cat, that I can rip up the jam
I`m brand new again, a new tune again, I`m not a hooligan
Me and shorty, we enact the Blue Lagoon again
Crisp and clean with no caffeine, and don`t you see
Her booty`s boomin` her jeans, it`s bustin` at the scene
And don`t you see, shorty, yeah, you lookin` good shorty
You and me shorty, that`s right, let`s make a movie shorty
I know you see it shorty, damn, you kind tight, shorty
You and me, precise, that`s right, we kinda right shorty

[Chorus 2x]

[Jah Don]
The type that wanna battle, but they know I battle New York
They really wanna know what`s up
They all set out to bank up, or they find out what`s up
The New York, all sound, yes, that`s us
Them girls, them type to time
We all see them, but then dey bum on the time
Baby girls, y`all free the bloodline
We all see them, but then dey bum on the time
When y`all off, and when I`m on, and then have to spend mines
Cuz each and every day, a blood can get in my way
So keep my minds in front, and don`t send him my bad way
It`s all about a better way, and really wanna try
I be there for you, and atleast I don`t pretend, and do I try
Begin to hold it down, cuz the world is mine
So then me keep it sharp, as a dime, wow, wow
We held it tight, now, it`s so tight, now

[Chorus 2x]

[Kardinal Offishall]
Mr. Kardinal say, back up in it again, my friend
Yea a murderer, finish it again up to the end
Me don`t play, me don`t lay with them, we slangin` them
Strayin` them away from all the suckers, and no luck
It`s the same ten steps, back up truckers, we high class fuckers
Girls looking real bugee, before they get stripped that`s it
They come with a bag of talk, and a bag of attitude
But all I`ma trynna do is bag it up, and teach you
Dot City, where the queens in jeans stay
All of them ghettio chicks live around my movie, you know?
It ain`t nothing, you cutting to a PF Cuttin`
Cuttin`, then we trucking, ready to be with another suckers
Black Jay`s from BK to UK
Stay the number one champion, with the girls, dun
Get it? Girls if you wit it, let me spit it in the place
What come, don`t know why they waste, you know?

[Chorus 2x]



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