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Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi mi yesterday, a still fi mi today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked Bwoy me wuh do anything fi you Wrap an' pop off anything fi you Bad gyal from yard but me ah sing fi yuh (ahh) Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi me yesterday, a still fi me today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked The lifestyle of a boss and his main He say, she say and everybody wanna taste They drag my name through the dirt for the fame D-mn, we flex good so of course they gon' hate Tell them we no need fi explain ah The ting never dead, no need no undertaker Tell them we no need fi explain ah 'Cause you're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi mi yesterday, a still fi mi today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked Bwoy me wuh do anything fi you Wrap an' pop off anything fi you Your ex-gyal a look ah fight, me ah guh chill fi you (ahh) Nah let go A bag of gyal waan me lock you off Dem coulda never play me part Nah let go You know me love you with me whole heart Trials, troubles and all Bwoy me wuh do anything fi you Wrap an' pop off anything fi you Bad gyal from yard but me ah sing fi you (ahh) Tell them we no need fi explain ah The ting never dead, no need no undertaker Tell them we no need fi explain ah 'Cause you're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi mi yesterday, a still fi me today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked (Put down the phone, cah your love is wicked Can't sleep alone, cah your love is wicked Gave you the gold, yeah you know i did it You nuh haffi stress cah you know say) Put down the phone, cah your love is wicked Can't sleep alone, cah your love is wicked Gave you the gold, yeah you know i did it You nuh haffi stress cah you know say Bwoy me wuh do anything fi you Wrap an' pop off anything fi you Bad gyal from yard but me ah sing fi you (ahh) Tell them we no need fi explain ah The ting never dead, no need no undertaker Tell them we no need fi explain ah 'Cause you're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper To the ting 'pon proper paper You're married to the ting 'pon proper paper Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi me yesterday, a still fi me today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked Anything dah gyal yah want, you know him give it to me A did fi me yesterday, a still fi me today When me whine dung slow, him tell me k!ll it, k!ll it Bwoy mi nah lie, your love is wicked, wicked (Wicked, wicked, wicked)