CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Microwave (Remastered)
Hizzle, oosh
(mhm)
If dem nuh behave a grave enuh
Oosh, oosh
Behave yuh likkle self, microwave
Marverley (Yuh hear dat?) Dead dem dead
Jordan
Yo Fra**
Alright den
Streets dem know man midget inna war neva fidget inna war not once (Not Once)
Dem a boost up a likkle midget inna war him a b*t*h inna the war tracks man
(stop run)
Everybody know a bare box and kick yuh get, you shoulda never sing that song
Who mi a talk suh? Pu**y Flapcaan the world know seh yuh nuh badman
Anywhere mi see yuh, pu**y mi a buss yuh face
Show yuh seh yuh cyant style 1 Don
Man will shoot up d car weh yuh man buy give yuh
Mеk yuh haffi leff dat abandon
You get $30,000,000 worth a ride and a rangе as a prize and a pack of tampon
Have all tattoo pon hand
Wa gwaan
Microwave u a bait man a mek u know straight
Yuh suck Cody pu**y she put har batty inna yuh face
.357 buss it splash him all over di place
Head over deh so, foot chop off a grung a wiggle and a shake
Seh dem have M1, mi deh ya so a wait, deevn haffi go hard mi kill u wid a .38
Nah use di rifle mi naave shot fi waste
Moda prayers cyaa save u, nuh matta how she pray
Seh dem a carrel, mi spot him from a mile a step
Bwoy dead from mi leggo di fighter jet
Not wise a try run him life a tek
Squid a vomit out her tripe she sight a death
Stop follow up mi style u cyaa be me
Bad fi u sister likkle bwoy u nuh bad fi me
Mi lock di city by miself, a man cut u key
Bare killas man par wid, u par wid police
No where fi tun go
No where fi run go
Throw tyre pon u, gas, light u and bun you
Try sneak diss mi brawling gun dung u
Buss di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside down
War cyaa over, until dem over
Cya manage liquor battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta will school u
Memba weh reach u weh day a u studio
Lee milla, new year di pu**y dem cya stand me
Tek it to dem different so dem understand me
Name pon grave stone, face pon gansie
Fans dem know u naave nuh militancy
Mi kunk u daughter send her go buy a cranberry
And a bokkle a rum fi drink when di man bury
Dead arredi come dead back in a january
Target practice pon u family
No where fi tun go
No where fi run go
Throw tyre pon u, gas, light u and bun you
Try sneak diss mi brawling gun dung u
Buss di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside down
War cyaa over, until dem over
Cya manage liquor battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta will school u
Memba weh reach u weh day a u studio
(mhm)
If dem nuh behave a grave enuh
Oosh, oosh
Behave yuh likkle self, microwave
Marverley (Yuh hear dat?) Dead dem dead
Jordan
Yo Fra**
Alright den
Streets dem know man midget inna war neva fidget inna war not once (Not Once)
Dem a boost up a likkle midget inna war him a b*t*h inna the war tracks man
(stop run)
Everybody know a bare box and kick yuh get, you shoulda never sing that song
Who mi a talk suh? Pu**y Flapcaan the world know seh yuh nuh badman
Anywhere mi see yuh, pu**y mi a buss yuh face
Show yuh seh yuh cyant style 1 Don
Man will shoot up d car weh yuh man buy give yuh
Mеk yuh haffi leff dat abandon
You get $30,000,000 worth a ride and a rangе as a prize and a pack of tampon
Have all tattoo pon hand
Wa gwaan
Microwave u a bait man a mek u know straight
Yuh suck Cody pu**y she put har batty inna yuh face
.357 buss it splash him all over di place
Head over deh so, foot chop off a grung a wiggle and a shake
Seh dem have M1, mi deh ya so a wait, deevn haffi go hard mi kill u wid a .38
Nah use di rifle mi naave shot fi waste
Moda prayers cyaa save u, nuh matta how she pray
Seh dem a carrel, mi spot him from a mile a step
Bwoy dead from mi leggo di fighter jet
Not wise a try run him life a tek
Squid a vomit out her tripe she sight a death
Stop follow up mi style u cyaa be me
Bad fi u sister likkle bwoy u nuh bad fi me
Mi lock di city by miself, a man cut u key
Bare killas man par wid, u par wid police
No where fi tun go
No where fi run go
Throw tyre pon u, gas, light u and bun you
Try sneak diss mi brawling gun dung u
Buss di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside down
War cyaa over, until dem over
Cya manage liquor battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta will school u
Memba weh reach u weh day a u studio
Lee milla, new year di pu**y dem cya stand me
Tek it to dem different so dem understand me
Name pon grave stone, face pon gansie
Fans dem know u naave nuh militancy
Mi kunk u daughter send her go buy a cranberry
And a bokkle a rum fi drink when di man bury
Dead arredi come dead back in a january
Target practice pon u family
No where fi tun go
No where fi run go
Throw tyre pon u, gas, light u and bun you
Try sneak diss mi brawling gun dung u
Buss di 40 till it breeze di place tun upside down
War cyaa over, until dem over
Cya manage liquor battyboy go sober
Nuh mek dem fool u vendetta will school u
Memba weh reach u weh day a u studio
