Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rudeboy, artist - The Nextmen. Album song Pound for Pound, in the genre Регги
Date of issue: 21.06.2018
Record label: Pound for Pound
Song language: English
Rudeboy |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
And every single day he went to play |
He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
They say my bars are so UK, beats are well J. A |
Man original rude boy they say |
My life’s always like an away day |
And I may say today’s been a great day |
My barber has gave me a great fade |
And I keep getting smiles from the ladies |
Got P’s in my pocket from payday |
Peep stars when I played on the main stage |
So me haffi say «big up» and «safe mate» |
That’s why I’m keeping it calm on the grey days |
Let em talk I don’t care what they say, smile on my face mate I raise a |
straight face |
Got my lyrics and my business doing great mate |
Gotta kill em with the treble and the bass, way |
It don’t matter bout the colour of your face man, send em out of space go find |
another race, mate, eh |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
And every single day he went to play |
He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Now all the rude girls know that I’m special like Devil, season settle, |
ya nah on my level? |
Ya nah locked in to the signs of a rebel |
The rudeboy’s back, eh speak of the devil |
Ain’t no wisdom spilling from my temple, jot it with a pencil, listen and |
attention |
No no moment’s even as eventful |
It’s mental when you’re living it essential |
Eh, check my dancehall swagger, champion lover, I am an original man for man |
nutter, no man a done dudda |
When you see me in the dance say ‘Nice one brudda!' |
Rub rub-a-dub till the ting get turn up, pick a sound boy test tell em rude boy |
shut up |
Rude boy fade and my top button done up, two tone I don’t need no colour |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
And every single day he went to play |
He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Set with it, so man I step with it, big riddims, fit women, I gwan like a |
rudeboy |
Act fit-ish, |
Plot thickens, I’m young, unrestricted, I’m winning, I’m living, |
I’m wild like a rudeboy |
My lyrics are shifting the tickets, I’m rude not explicit, I talk like a rudeboy |
I run the dancehall like a rudeboy |
No I don’t give a darn like a rudeboy |
I got the charm of a rudeboy |
And you know say I smile like a rudeboy |
You know man I’ve never ever been a good boy but you know man I got the suave |
of a rude boy, check |
Original like a rudeboy, skank out to my style like a rudeboy |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |
And every single day he went to play |
He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away |
Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy |
He was raised in the dance |