Текст песни Matie - Beenie Man​ ​

Life is good and that is a kind type of a crime
We move, we move, we move in most time
Yeah!
Old gyal pickney, when a gyal come to you and say, "you and I mate"
And you know say a fi your man deh come down yah fi you heart
Come look, you no fear no man, you just keep on say, "that's true"
Gyal pickney, watch this!

The other day them thief your clothes, and you sit down and a cry
Now a gyal take your man and him's die, you waan die
See me pon the street and you a ask me, "why?"
Look inna yourself and stop cry

I say that say, matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Gyal, mi say matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes
Matey all the button, make love fi nuttin
All matey get, a pick your stick and badden
Matey haffi hustle just fi hot a kettle
Matey all a seek job weh dead down a Madden
Mate nah have no trouble, woman she whistle
When the pickney born, all the pickney haffi raffle
Matey thief curtain, matey sell bottle
Matey go a jail, inna wha' day wha' thief mutton
Gyal

Matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Gyal, mi say matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes

It's true, I tell the matey dem fi love with care
Man a love dem mouth and nah do dem hair
Pure gator crepe and ballet them a wear
While wife inna yard a judge L.A. gear
Nuff stretch suit, a whole heap of Nike Air
When matey inna him knees full of ampere
Man no stop brutalize her career
Pure lovey dovey and beating everywhere

Again!
Matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Gyal, mi say matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes

Guess what!
The other day them thief your clothes, and you sit down and a cry
Now a gyal take your man and him's die, you waan die
See me pon the street and you a ask me, "why?"
Look inna yourself and stop cry

Me sing say, matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Missin, missin
Matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes
Matey all the button, make love fi nuttin
All matey get, a pick your stick and badden
Matey haffi hustle just fi hot a kettle
Matey all a seek job weh dead down a Madden
Mate nah have no trouble, woman she whistle
When the pickney born, all the pickney haffi raffle
Matey thief curtain, matey sell bottle
Matey go a jail, inna wha' day wha' thief mutton
Gyal

Matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Gyal, mi say matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes

Gyal, you know say you're hot, body look fat
Anytime you go outta road, you look trash
When man a see you, man no stop chat
Over your body man pop out him cash
Fi end it pon the riddim, me a hard nuff fi crack
But anytime me see the gyal, she turn me inna idiot

Gyal, the other day them thief your
Clothes, and you sit down and a cry
Now a gyal take your man and him's die, you waan die
See me pon the street and you a ask me, "why?"
Look inna yourself and stop - hear me tell dem say

Matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass all your mumma man missin
Gyal, mi say matey anuh good sittin
When matey pass, whole heap of clothes

It's true, I tell the gyal dem fi love with care
Man a love dem mouth and nah do dem hair
Pure gator crepe and ballet them a wear
While wife inna yard a judge L.A. gear
Nuff stretch suit, a whole heap of Nike Air
When matey inna him knees full of ampere
Man no stop brutalize her career
Pure lovey dovey and beating everywhere

Mi say!