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Lyrics:
[Intro] This how me feel, you know? How I feel Mmm mm Fi real... How feel about some frauds They could never be my friend
[Chorus] Mussi true the thing up Up like seven, up like seven We run the place 24/7 Seven to eleven
Right now mi up Up like seven, up like seven On a real boss level 24/7
[Verse 1] Dutty badmind come a seh mi sign up A couldn’t to the Baphomet 26 letter inna the alphabet A just the M mi a check M fi the paper, that dem a hate fa But wi nuh cater Dem could a never be mi violator Mi higher than a elevator
When a next youth reach pon top Dem gyal si mi and scream and drop Mi park up supn and lean pon that Yo daughter a dead over the G contact
[Repeat Chorus]
[Verse 2] Mi cold like New York in the ice Hotter than Miami voice King in the deck, am the eye in the dice I take the pyan hand dem the slice Dem in-denial, dem indenile Am from the mud floor to marble toil Mi buss sweat seh a straight kite style Sweeter than honey tea when you boil
[Repeat Chorus (2x)]
[Repeat Verse 1]
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