Natty B.M.W.

[Intro]
The sound's call "Natty BMW"
So we don't want no war nor no trouble, you know?
Well, watch out, man

[Verse 1]
Huh, ha-ha-high!
Say, di natty step pon di accelerator
Well I tell you, natty gone up a Mona fi go check sister Sonya
Gal, mi kiss you pon your lip an' then you jump an' skip
Kiss you pon your lip an' then you whine up your hip
Gal, your face favor low wages
Gal, mi say your bottom favor high crisis
Mi say, mi give you weh you want an' then you want more (Huh)
Take you up at bed an' then mi put you pon floor
Said, you still want more (Hahaha)
Mi say, mi draw down mi zip an' then mi take up brick
Well stick

[Bridge]
Stop your little fussin' an' fightin'
Right-right now fussin' an' fightin' should throw away
Tell you 'bout a sound a call-a "Natty BMW", I would say

[Verse 2]
Tell you, said-a love is di answer
Man, I said-a war cyaan conquer
Cah, natty drive up him BMW
An' when him park an' come out, him no trouble you (Huh)
Natty drive pon di highway
Well I tell you, say, him drive pon di causeway

[Bridge]
Teach you 'bout the sound weh keep you rockin' an' swing
Stop your runnin' wild
I beg you change up your style
And a don't you get so spoil
A stop your little-little fussin' an' fightin'

[Verse 3]
Cah, natty drive up him BMW
An' when him park an' come out, him no trouble you
Say, natty step pon di brakes an' a weakheart quake
Drive one gear then she take off brassiere
One gear an' then she take off brassiere
Cah, natty feel up di breast

[Bridge]
Don't push your black brother, why can't we unite
Make we live the best we can an' forget-
Well, watch out, man!

[Verse 4]
Gal, mi say fi give mi little lovin', keep mi rubbin'
Gal, mi say fi give mi little lovin', keep mi rubbin'
Beca' mi feel up di breast, mi never lift up your dress
But if it come to di test, they will lift up your dress
Then feel up your breast (Yeah)
Cah, natty drivin' in a di BMW
Well, I tell you natty park an' come out, him no trouble you (Huh)
Park an' come out, him no trouble you
A so him drive one gear an' she take off brassiere
Step pon di accelerator
Show dem natty dread nah jester (Weh mi say, Rasta?)

[Bridge]
Say, natty rub sister Sonya, up at Mona
Rub sister Sonya, huh, up at Mona
Tell you 'bout the sound a call-a "Natty BMW"
We no want no trouble

[Verse 5]
Feel up your breast, mi never lift up your dress (Huh)
Feel up your breast, mi never lift up your dress
Drive one gear an' then you take off brassiere
Your face favor low wages
Gal, mi say your bottom favor high crisis (Hahaha)
Face favor low wages (A so mi say, sir)
Bottom favor high crisis

[Outro]
Natty drive up him BMW
Show dem, natty drive up him BMW
Cah, natty dread just humble, him don't make no trouble
Natty drive up di BMW