Sean Paul and Mr. Vegas - Haffi Get Da Gal Yah

Hey me and you cyaan' go nowhere, enuh
Shut up yuh mouth
Ah my gyal dat, my yute (my boo)
Yow, ah w'appen to you?
Sean Da Paul and Mr. Vegas again
Dutty yo

Tri-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she lay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Well, competition haffi gwan cah me fus
Sight da gyal yah, Jah know seh a war bus
Between Sean Da Paul and Mr. Vegas
Ah which one ah pour di coffee dung in her thermos?
Me haffi get da gyal yah now (man ah gyow, you deh gyow)
She leggo her number pon me (would be di wrong number, yo)
Me beg her for a date (and den she kill you wid di, "No")
Seh, but she still know man ah nuh bait, and man nuh ol' poppy show
Because me haffi make a try, haffi get a bligh
Get the needle eye
I and I nah go romp with no guy
and me haffi make a cruise inna mi rubber shoes
Gyal ah get bruise
Sean Da Paul win and Vegas ah lose

Tri-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she lay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Ah me alone have the key to her apartment
She only wan' use Vegas fi pay rent
She say she love mi body scent and mi accent
She nuh wan' no likkle bwoy weh jooks with him parents
But you nuh see ah me have the gyal weak?
Woman want a man weh can dweet
She want the loving right trough the weeek
And she nuh wan' no man weh love sleeep
Could you be telling me that I man is a punk?
When seven days ah di week and you nuh stop from get drunk?
Well, I man bun up the chronic ah di highest grade skunk
And charge up mi body 'cause Jah know me nah flunk, hey

Tri-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she lay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Tri-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she lay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Well, competition haffi gwan cah me fus
Sight da gyal yah, Jah know seh a war bus
Between Sean Da Paul and Mr. Vegas
Ah which one ah pour di coffee dung in her thermos?
Me haffi get da gyal yah now (man ah gyow, you deh gyow)
She leggo her number pon me (would be di wrong number, yo)
Me beg her for a date (and den she kill you wid di, "No")
But she still know man ah nuh bait, and man nuh ol' poppy show
cah me haffi get a bligh, haffi make a try
Get the needle eye
I and I nah go romp with no guy
and me haffi make a cruise inna mi rubber shoes
Gyal ah get bruise
Sean Da Paul win and Vegas ah lose

Tri-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she lay
me nuh cater weh you wan' say
La-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

La-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-lay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, boom-boom, she-la
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Ah me alone ah get di keys to her apartment
She only wan' use Vegas fi pay rent
She say she love mi body scent and mi accent
She nuh wan' no likkle bwoy

Written by:
Cleveland Browne, Clifford Smith, Sean Henriques, Wycliffe Johnson

Publisher:
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