Under Di Gun

Under Di Gun
Bout seh mi up ina you feelings, how you fi call man dumb.
Know seh mi bun up di high grade, and sip pon rum
Should a know she mi never mean it, a so mi scheme gal when dem a come
But you know you'd have fi run, cause you did under di gun

My girl, today's choice whe mi choose, no badda get confuse
A mek Excuse, and a spread fake news, when you run lef you shoes
Bout mi hook, mi no relation shook, gal a money gal mi look
You get juk by real nookie crook, check you pocketbook.
Mi know you strut global, and we no wuk broke gal, wi can't count total, deh pon disposal
So when mi handle you curve, when mi dip and swerve, if mi give you nice words, a just part of mi work

Bout seh mi up ina you feelings, how you fi call man dumb.
Know seh mi bun up di high grade, and sip pon rum
Should a know she mi never mean it, a so mi scheme gal when dem a come
But you know you'd have fi run, cause you did under di gun

You did like it though, you never fight it though, you nearly bite it though, you know you a di side chick though.
But you keep it tight lip, and you love dat night stick, now your feelings don't fit, Teflon my feelings nonstick.
You use to come fi me, how you love mi company, now you numb to me, not even crumbs fi me
But if mi have fi gain you confidence and that help pay the rent, mi no mind give you some thrills if it pay off di bills

But Don't seh mi up ina you feelings, you shouldn't call man dumb.
Know seh mi bun up di high grade, and sip pon rum
So You should a know she mi never mean it, a so mi scheme gal when dem a come
But you know you'd have fi run, cause you did under di gun

Mi nu care if you want call it done, bout you young, morning sun rise evening sun go dung.
And Mi no care if you never did plan fi stay, you want fi stray, gwaan you way, from di bills dem a pay
Bout say mi up ina you,
Bout say mi up ina you
Know say mi up ina you feelings
Bout say mi up ina you
Bout say mi up ina you



Credits
Writer(s): Vivian Cooper
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