Think Twice

Now hear this!
When you see a pretty girl and you inna di mood
You better think twice
Say, when you see a pretty girl and you inna di mood
You better think twice before you make your move
Ah ha (Hey, hey!)
Mi bredrin, uh-uh (Hear mi now!)

Me and mi bredrin dem a walk pon di street one night
We a laugh, we a talk, and enjoy di moonlight
Same time mi bredrin say, "Charlie, priff to di right"
When mi look, a one gyal in a full suit of white
With di big back of kaff and di pants fit tight
Mi say, Jesus Christ, mi have fi get her tonight
Same time mi bredrin say, "Charlie, chop in your bright
Or you live too long and you gon' lose your life"
You know now a who for woman bad boy Banga knife
Who kill forty man over one red stripe

Kick up Gregory Isaacs and thief him coke pipe
And blow up a mosquito with a truck of dynamite
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear mi now!)

Mi nah tell no lie, mi know might cyaan be right
But mi heart pick up a speed like di horse legal light
And mi face favor when tiger catch stage fright
But, all mi know, mi have fi get her tonight
So mi tell cross di road and say, "dem ting yah no right"
Can man do such thing and say, "a spite, him a spite"
She priff cross pon me with a sexy eyesight
Now you know say mi have her under my delight
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Say, hear I now!)

She say, "how mi excuse her on good night?"
Who you referring to? Mi say, di boy Banga knife
Who mi pass down deh so with a gyal who guft tight
She say, "you sure those tings that you talking is right?"
Mi say, you want to discuss over two bottle of sprite
Or some Chinese food underneath di candlelight
If you were mine, I would call you Snow White
And buy a lot of spike heel boots to increase your height
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear mi now!)

Now you know mi nah fi put out too much integrity
Cah with mi broke popularity and mi mental capacity
So, you know mi have her under mi verbal bombastic
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear mi now!)

So she carry me a her yard a Independence City
Mi take off mi shirt, sit down inna settee
Take up remote, click on di TV
And say, "honey, can you bring me a cup of coffee?"
She say, "mi soon come, mi a put on mi nightie"
Hear mi inna mi mind, a dis you call luxury
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear mi now!)

Same time mi hear some rocking at di door like a key
Mi say, Jesus Christ, a wha' this pon me?
She say, "who dat?" Di voice say, "me"
Me who? Bad boy Bangy
Who else you expect at three-thirty?
Ah ha
Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear mi!)

Now you know mi imagine myself dead and bury
Cah see God deh, mi never have a pin pon me
Then mi hear she say, "Charlie, cock back Freddie-Freddie
Mi have some stuff weh mi get from mi aunty"
Like one big black wig and one brown booty
And one big yellow frock weh silky-silky
Mi no hesitate, mi just jump inna it
When Bangy come in hear him, "who is this lady?"

She say, "you don't remember Miss Mattie?"
Di woman weh come from down mi country
Weh live inna di board house with di eight pickney
Whether come, she come fi spend time with me

Whether you like it or you bite it
Ah ha (Hey!)

Crowd of people, uh-uh (Hear nuh, dread!)

Same time Bangy say, "you cyaan stay with we"
But you cyaan sleep with me neither, Sylvie
So dem put me inna one board house with eight pickney
And one big tire mattress full of pee-pee
Whole night mi no sleep, fake trick a bite me
When you see a pretty gyal and you inna di mood
You better think twice before you make your move
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (A why it take mi a try?)

Say, when you see a pretty girl and you inna di mood
You better think twice before you make your move
Ah ha (Hey!)
Crowd of people, uh-uh (You know why?)

Me and mi bredrin dem a walk pon di street one night
We a laugh, we a talk, and enjoy di moonlight
Same time mi bredrin say, "Charlie, priff to di right"
When mi look, a one gyal in a full suit of white
With di big back of kaff and di pants fit tight

Di titty dem look like a when mango ripe
Mi say, Jesus Christ, mi have fi get her tonight
Same time mi bredrin say, "Charlie, chop in your bright
Or you live too long and you gon' lose your life"
You know now a who for woman bad boy Banga knife
Who kill forty man over one red stripe

Kick up Gregory Isaacs and thief him coke pipe
And blow up a mosquito with a truck of dynamite
Ah ha (Hey!)