Lock It Off

Yeah-yeah
Oii
Yeah
Oii

Mr. DJ, turn up the bassline fi me
Have a bag of gyal inna the club a wine fi me
Me waan fi hear the bassline, a beat with the treble
Then you turn it up a notch, 'cause me want it pon a level
Without the gwan inna the music, then the people a go lose it
So me want the music hit me like a punching bag
Have a gyal a rub-a-dub inna the club, inna the corner
A teach a babba roots and a marry to a wanna
The bass up everyday, Mr. Jockey
'Cause without the bassline, me cyan happy
Whether a inna the club or inna the lawn
From you see me and the Don, you know a wha' me want
A bassline a make the music reach me through mi heart
So me love it when you drop it all when the tune a start
Turn up the eighteens inna the middle a the park
Make a sergeant a pass and a say, "Fih, lock it off"

Lock it off, yeah
Wine fi me
Oii
Lock it off, yeah
Oii
Yeah-yeah

Mr. DJ, turn up the bassline fi me
Have a bag of gyal inna the club a wine fi me
Me waan fi hear the bassline, a beat with the treble
Then you turn it up a notch, 'cause me want it pon a level
Without the gwan inna the music, then the people a go lose it
So me want the music hit me like a punching bag
Have a gyal a rub-a-dub inna the club, inna the corner
A teach a babba roots and a marry to a wanna
The bass up everyday, Mr. Jockey
'Cause without the bassline, me cyan happy
Whether a inna the club or inna the lawn
From you see me and the Don, you know a wha' me want
A bassline a make the music reach me through mi heart
So me love it when you drop it all when the tune a start
Turn up the eighteens inna the middle a the park
Make a sergeant a pass and a say, "Fih, lock it off"

Lock it off, yeah
Wine fi me
Oii
Lock it off, yeah
Oii
Yeah-yeah
Oii
Lock it off, yeah
Yeah
Oii
Ow!