Ain't no drama, no no one quit, one done do my thing, yeah
Ain't no heart, I don't have to worry bout a next one
She coulda love a rich man with a lot of cash
But she rather the youth with the calabash
With the fruit and the coconut
Truth to the roots, cause the hype, she nuh follow that
Shine bright like she full of wax
Light up the dark, yes she good at that
And when she walk, only permanent wax
But the one