Lyrics Man Royal - Beenie Man

Man Royal

Yeh man, mi know she mek yu sick man
Yu see how she a mek yu a vomit
Yu see it a das why mi tell yu nug
Brethren, yu see me, Beenie Man, mi a go
Tell yu somethin', hear me
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on
Gal come in a dance an all a walk an all a push
Call har Patel, that’s exactly how she look
Gal can’t even cook, she all a read out a book
Every night she an a gal gawn in a bush
Eeh 'cause she a husband crook, wol on
Gal come in a dance and all a stand up an a pose
A wiggle an a wine up ina people old clothes
Yuh draw fi a lighter, an she draw fi a hose
'Cause she no wha bun di clothes, so sing along
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on
A how she walk, a how she talk, a how she flex
A just di way mi hear she stay
'Bout she wha look di DJ
A itch up an a wine up wid har friend dem
And di ole a dem a guy
And mi hear she stay di same way
Reason why mi hate mi man royal gal dem
Always end up wid nuff ole bwoy friend
All 6, 7, 8, 9, 15 a dem
Eeh, wid all a one gal friend, so sing again
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on, wol on, wol on, wol on
Anytime mi see dem pon di street affi laugh
Some gal weh a walk wid all dem head bawl off
Strong like a samson, like a weight dem a pop off
Mi haffi draw fi mi mask, wol on deh
Mi know a man royal gal name Jone
Feminine creature full a man hormones
Lask week mi hear Patsy in har love zone, muh
Mi tell har leave mi alone, an flight a stone
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on
Mix up, mix up, mix up, time again man
Gal come in a dance an all a walk an all a push
Call har Patel, that’s exactly how she look
Gal can’t even cook, she all a read out a book
Every night she an a gal gawn in a bush
Eeh 'cause she a husband crook, wol on
Gal come in a dance and all a stand up an a pose
A wiggle an a wine up ina people old clothes
Yuh draw fi a lighter, an she draw fi a hose
'Cause she no wha bun di clothes, so sing along
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like she a go funeral-al
Mi nuh wha nuh man royal gal gal
Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial
Gal come a dance, dress up in a man material
All in a dress like, wol on
A how she walk, a how she talk, a how she flex
A just di way mi hear she stay
'Bout she wha look di DJ
A itch up an a wine up wid har friend dem
And di ole a dem a guy
And mi hear she stay di same way
Reason why mi hate mi man royal gal dem
Always end up wid nuff ole bwoy friend
All 6, 7, 8, 9, 15 a dem
Eeh, wid all a one gal friend, so sing again