tek di drama. Mi memba who sell mi out dem naan go see. Mi si death round di corner mi hot like Botswana. Mi ash like a ginger mi coulda never rest. Mi have a sticky finger. mi no gal mi no carry
in the day. . I hit the studio. Then back to the stage. The lights come on. And the people. Start to wave. Then I seen this girl. She looked me. Right in the face like. "I know you 'memba me
drip up. Gal dem seh yah bout a talk we a di boss. Memba seh fi we cocky nuh soft, patty now a we laugh. Girls put inna first class. Champion jockey derby winna yeah we neva run last. Get outta
