I'ma treat you like a queen, make you sit up on the throne
Use up your brain, the knowledge inna your dome and
I toss you, not no chicken or no bone
Me give you the roots while you sippin' on Patron
When me rock it and me dip it and me slap it like a cricket
And you know me nah go lick it
Oh stop it, that's ridiculous
Love it when you deal with it, so proper and meticulous
Inna your body rider like when Butchu did say
Mr. Rastaman, if I give you my heart, don't play with me
Cause when you