Run Mi Down

Genius mi cyan aks you a question
Dem bwoy they really serious
Yo how you fi nuh have a gal man you like god know
Keep you hand pon your pocket
Any man nuh have a gal
Have mi cyan tell supm serious
Yo

(verse 1)
Any bwoy nuh have nuh gal go sup-sup-sup-
Support yourself and go get a baby madda
Big man a fatty and know you are no fadda
Likkle much fat sexy gal inna jamaica
Let mi see some trigga finga from every gangsta
Now seh you a gallis beat you chest and gi mi di ansa
Yes so you know seh gal alone you sponsor
Every where mi go inna jamaica

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A pure gal a run mi down
Bleach out and bore dem tongue
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Mi waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum
Pure gal a run mi down
Gal weh old and gal weh young
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum

(verse 2)
How much gal mi have
Miss january february to december
Fix di gal dem propa that alone a mi agenda
Likkle how much gal rope around mi likkle finga
Have di gal dem heart because mi ease than casanova
Bed haffi tun ova
Dont come mi haffi linga
Teeth haffi a knock up and gal dem haffi snap finga
Straight hot hot like a pepper wid di ginger
You nah have no gal mi nah haffi wonda

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A pure gal a run mi down
Bleach out and bore dem tongue
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Mi waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum
Pure gal a run mi down
Gal weh old and gal weh young
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum

(verse 3)
Yes
If you nah have a gal a fi your own business
That cah mi nuh inna fi your zone memba dat
Anywhere mi go gal a seh beenie hot
How da gal deh fat hey
Come hold mi back
Gal mi waan you rope dung mi trace, hold mi back
Wine pon mi frontline and then you wine guh dung come up back
Gal please dont stop
Then touch mi neck back
Why some bwoy a go back

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A pure gal a run mi down
Bleach out and bore dem tongue
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Mi waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum
Pure gal a run mi down
Gal weh old and gal weh young
Gal weh wine up and go dung
Mek dem bumpa touch di ground
Cock it up and mek it boom
Waan fi beat it like a drum
Har guitar mi waan fi strum
All a mi guinness and mi rum



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Mcgregor, Anthony Davis
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