| She have her man but
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| Popcaan a the only man she want
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| The only man she want, yeah
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| She no care if she a him fight
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| Or if him drive me car a the stop light
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| Me a the only man she want
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| The only man she want yeah
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| Her man say she very special
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| Yeah, very special
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| The gal a try I me nah lie
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| War upon the front line, nah lie
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| He may buy her the world and the star
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| Cho, the house and the car
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| Still she she waan gi me di thing
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| Inna the restroom a di bar, ey
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| She willing fi wine pon the pole
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| Willing fi gi me any weh pon the toll
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| All when him a search her phone
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| A Popcaan a every ring tone
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| Him cuss her and call her whore
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| Same friend said the relationship poor
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| As him talk and turn him back
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| She a link up over Portmore
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| Him tell her fi stop say him a go chop
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| Say him a go shoot, say him a go shot
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| Popcaan a the only man she want
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| The only man she want yeah
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| Him tell her she cheap, say him a go cheat
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| Say she a go weep say him a go beat
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| But me a the only man she want
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| The only man she want yeah
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| Say she love how the plat up hair yute
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| Cut off foot jeans me no haffi wear suit
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| Her man is wealthy me no haffi use loot
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| Tell her enough times she tell me we no fi use (shhhh)
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| The gal a fight fi me like American troops
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| She have me real bad chargie, she ah me dupes
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| Don’t care if he lef her with cut up and bruise
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| A Poppi a the man weh she choose |