(Jay) Fuck that (This is it right here baby) You know what it is Yo, I used to have bad luck Now you might see me in a Jag truck Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R T with the matchin' bandana 38-snub blue steel with no hammer And I see

Looking for fun Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they've got anything to say

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

And I'll get over you I'll get over you You're haunting me, taunting me all in my brain Turn off the light and now all that remains Fills me with doubt And I'm shouting your name out loud Why do you wanna put me through the pain? I get the feeling I'll

'Cause I never left you And you never let me go 'Cause for you I could win For you I could trust myself For you I could throw with abandon Old glories all feign to the wind Well I win some races That don't mean I'm fastest

All my niggas turn to Rambo or commando We the first ones that came up with the bando Talking ‘bout you got the Act but what they goin’ for I’m bout to start extorting niggas for that Migo flow We the ones that really came in with the kicking doors Same

I'm a stand up nigga You a real nigga, I'll stand up with you Told my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you Nigga I stand for I be standin' on couches, in the club Spillin' liquor Standin' up while I'm fuckin' If you believe in somethin', then stand

Keep moving your heels on the floor Let the bartender pour you up another round Tip the cover band, find another hand To dance and call him your rebound Another late night love, another last call crush With the neon shining down Girl, this time around,

And I want you to know Spinning out of control Mama don't come looking for me That I'm a lion man I'm the hired band I'm a trying man That I'm a a lion man Riding off to the sun On a horse with blazing guns

Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought Dancing in my underpants I'm gonna run for government I'm gonna form a covers band and all And back there by the baby grand Did Mr. Winter Wonderland say "Come here, kid, we really need to talk"? I fantasize,