| That bwoy left from outta da yard from morning and him don’t come back
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| Is him and everything just get on top of mi nerves
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| A soon run left Jamaica and go live a Kingston hmmmm
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| A could a who say granny nuh miserable
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| If you live with you granny you wi tun granny too
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| A who say granny nuh love di cussing
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| Fi mi granny she cuss fi everything
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| Granny! |
| stop hollering out mi name
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| Granny! |
| you calling mi name in vain
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| Granny! |
| weh you a call mi fa
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| Mi soon left you and go live with mama
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| Imagine I caan tek this country what we live in
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| Look how much money wi haffi fi pay fi chicken
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| Rice and flour and cornmeal is a sin
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| Waan buy a milk and mi caan buy di tin
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| Caan even get sugar now fi do some sweetening
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| A soon run left Jamaica and go live in a foreign
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| Oh lawd of mercy I have to sing
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| Unno help me now hmm
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| I use to tun cornmeal and give mi dad
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| But that was long before it raise si ya bwoy
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| I caan tun cornmeal no more a mi yard
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| Cause tings get hard Oh lawd
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| Mi say nowadays rice gone up oh lawd
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| Chicken gone up whooy
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| Flour it gone outta space
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| Way in a foreign him dey and caan and caan catch da note ya
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| Come again one more time deh fi mi oh, hear mi now
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| Granny! |
| stop hollering out mi name
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| Granny! |
| how you calling mi name in vain
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| Granny! |
| suh weh you a call mi name fa
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| Mi soon left you and go live with mama
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| A who say granny nuh miserable
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| If you grow with you granny you wi tun granny too
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| A who say granny nuh love di cussing
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| Fi mi granny man she cuss fi everything
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| Son I always tell you you fi look before you leap
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| You caan plant corn and a peas you waan reap
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| You don’t start di journey then how you fi reach
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| Tek up di broom cah di yard waan sweep
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| Look pon you bed you nuh spread it up with you sheet
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| Mi tell you fi do something all now you nuh dweet
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| Tun some cornmeal let mi get it fi eat
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| A so-so gum mi have cause mi lost mi false teeth
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| Granny! |
| stop hollering out mi name
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| Granny! |
| you calling mi name in vain
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| Granny! |
| weh you a call mi fa
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| Mi soon left you and go live with mama
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| Unda one tree mi hold a seat and sidung
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| When mi look mi see my granny she a come
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| She grab him by di shirt and say come here grandson
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| A weh di cornmeal deh weh mi tell you fi tun
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| She double up her fist and mi go mek fi run
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| She start thump mi dung like a mike Mccallum (boop)
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| Mi granny she just thump mi dung a ground
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| And in a mi chest a weh mi granny kneel dung
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| Boop! |
| you wait you ears nuh have nuh drum
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| Boop! |
| a soon left you with so-so gum
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| Boop! |
| anything mi say must do must be done
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| Granny a go kill mi! |
| well grandson
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| When I done with you a hearse dem haffi send come
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| Boop! |
| a you mek mi old before young
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| Boop! |
| a you gimme body come dung
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| I caan tek it no more I gwaan left jamdown
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| A run left ya and go live a kingston
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| Granny! |
| stop hollering out mi name
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| Granny! |
| you calling mi name in vain
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| Granny! |
| weh you a call mi fa
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| Mi soon left you and go live with mama
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| A who say granny nuh miserable
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| If yuh live with you granny you wi tun granny too
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| A who say granny nuh love di cussing
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| Fi mi granny man she cuss fi everything
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| That bwoy left out from yard talk bout him a go shoot bird
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| All now him nuh come back him just get on top a mi nerves
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| A bwoy like that mek mi cuss badword
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| W-w-w-Wait till that bwoy come in here
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| Imagine I caan tek dis country what we live in
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| Look how much money we haffi fi pay fi chicken
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| Rice and flour and cornmeal is a sin
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| When you talk bout milk mi caan buy a tin
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| Not even sugar fi do nuh sweetening
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| A soon run left Jamaica and go live a foreign
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| Oh lawd I have to sing
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| I use to tun cornmeal and give mi dad |