Song Lyrics

Gimme that, Imma get that
Me talk and get done
Me talk and get done
Drum, drum
Di gyal dem, dem a come
Bad talk like me
Wise up, dis ya a boss

Gwaan, bitches got a ton
Walk past man, ya we no make a run
Boy down calm, struck ya wear out ya tongue
Flesh made swallow di tongue, sauce
Ma look at jungle, hear argument
Bobman, Bobman, rescue me then
Drop me a line, you a fool man
Dem plots, you a bludclot lolo

Dance on the floor
And my legs on a roll
We all dance to the flow
All my ladies are the truth

You are what I call a señor
Oye papi, echa a los perros
(Guayando) guayando (guayando) (guayando, guayando)
Guayando, guayando
Wise up, dis ya a boss

Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan
Guayando
Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan

Gwaan
Di boy says "where you come from?
Are you from the islands? Are you from the sun?" (No oh)
Doesn't matter where I come from
Flesh made swallow di tongue, sauce
We know we stylish, ra-ta-ta ta
Got it going on, we so fly-fly fly fly
What you need is what we want
What you get it's all night long

Dance on the floor
And my legs on a roll
We all dance to the flow
All my ladies are the truth

You are what I call a señor
Oye papi, echa a los perros
(Guayando) guayando (guayando) (guayando, guayando)
Guayando, guayando
Wise up, dis ya a boss

Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan
Guayando
Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan

Woah oh oh
See the rising sun
You can hear its sound
No one is around
Staying here, we're heaven bound
Don't worry 'bout love
We're humming words to escape the world
Wanna move 'til the morning
We won't stop 'til it's morning

You are what I call a señor
Oye papi, echa a los perros
(Guayando) guayando guayando (guayando, guayando, guayando)
(Guayando) guayando, guayando
Wise up, dis ya a boss

Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan
Guayando
Gwaan, gwaan, gwaan
Gwaan

Boaz De Jong, Eva M Simons, Gerrit J H Gert Jan Mulder, Robin Anthony P Francesco