Turn and twist you, me never mean fi me girl, they say you're struly
Dear Nikesha, I miss your sweet voice
Hey, you remember everyday we used to talk twice
Now badda act up and me now be nice
Cause fi nuh ba phone all of my choice
Dear Tamika, you still want the something?
You still want the goods dem fi the shop open?
You still want the blouse with the gold button to it?
Look now, you nah go get nothin'
Sorry sir
Pass the pen now, give me some paper