You look inside me, An you know how I tink. Nite time, you come by me Fo tes me An see if get anyting pilau inside me, So you know no mo notting wrong. I make up my mind fo no tink bad kine tings. No way notting pilau goin come outa my mout,
Da bulaia guys dat stay agains me, No let dem feel good Cuz dey win ova me. Da ones dat hate me No matta I neva do notting to dem, No let dem smile cuz I feel bad.