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Everyday you've been going around and telling story Haha 'Bout you know me And 'bout is your mother grow me No... Gimme some bass, make me sing something first Me go so
Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah
It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim sey dem know me An dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me Di bwoy dey name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim say them know me And dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me
But me wonder, Romie, how him fi know me? A Waterhouse mi born, a Craig Town me go live 'way, Aunt Sita grow me Owe, di bwoy owe me? Him argument throw me Him gal waan blow me true she hear say me bloomy Me hear Naomi have 15 aunties Me check it out, deep down to the grandma want me So a grudge di bwoy grudge me Di bwoy badmind me That's why mi argument drop pon all...
It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim sey dem know me An dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me Di bwoy dey name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim say them know me And dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me
But, but, but, hol' on nuh Me hear say Miss Naomi One big fat gyal from inna di 1920 If looks was a hole, she leave a door cause she plenty And from a gyal 20 har love life empty, empty, empty People look yah, Naomi a whore, and har puppa a preacher Mi get fi understand di gal a witchcraft worker She obeah har mother, and guh tek di stepfather Dats why the DJ a utter say Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah Oh Nah nah nah nah nah nah
It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim sey dem know me An dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me Di bwoy dey name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim say them know me And dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me
True mi girlfriend hyper, her life brighter Naomi tun spider Naomi tun snake under grass, she a viper Gal tun sniper, big time 'former She all a tell Peter seh him gal and Lorna Gone go catch man, somewhere down a Manchester Warn di youth mother him go charge fi murda Gal just hear yah, gwan an leave yah Dats why the DJ sing say
It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim sey dem know me An dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me Di bwoy dey name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim say them know me And dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me
But me wonder, Romie, how him fi know me? A Waterhouse mi born, a Craig Town me go live 'way, Aunt Sita grow me Owe, di bwoy owe me? Him argument throw me Him gal waan blow me true she hear say me bloomy Me hear Naomi have 15 aunties Me check it out, deep down to the grandma want me So a grudge di bwoy grudge me Di bwoy badmind me That's why mi argument drop pon all...
It's all about Romie and him big, fat sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim sey dem know me An dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me Di bwoy dey name Romie and him whoring sister, Naomi Di two a dem claim say them know me And dem argument throw me, throw me, throw me
But miss Naomi One big fat gyal from inna... Cho! di riddim done again...
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