Oh It’s You

Man say pitch and its bottom line
Man say nickel a nickel and dime a dime
Man say sex a sex and a grind a grind
Som' a dem look power and can't find
'matic a 'matic and nine a nine
Mi nine say feature pon mi spine every time
It click it and it fresh all the time
Anyway Now!

Man a say dem people inna dey ghetto say dem no love crime
But a when ya commit crime dem call 1-1-9
(Inaudible) dem a come and dem will lick out ya life
You da fire sixteen, but coulda fire carbon
No matter what ya doing, dem will lick out ya mind

Oh, it's You!
High man tellin' a make two!
Yeah man

But if ya gape in a session I no wanted firearm
Just 'xpect mi see mi name pon di invitation
Or make mi see mi self upon the television
And a make mi hear mi name upon the radio station
Ragamuffin Mr. Cat, him on a style and fashion
And if anywhere me pass, me succession a firearm
Ya come to di place and circle and ya wave up your human
Ya drink a henny gin or a drink a jaggan
So throw pot of rice and a one black rum
Go listen Mr. Cat with a style fashion
Raggamuffin daga-Don with di mic up in mi hand

Oh, it's You!
High man tellin' a make two!
Yeah man

On nah a say dey people inna di ghetto man dey can't take di crime
But a when dem commit crime ya call 1-1-9
Some a walk with bazooka some a walk with the nine
Come listen Mr cat him one of a kind
Come and listen Mr cat to make ya feel so fine
And me go to London and me a spend a likkle time
And sit down in a club and drink expensive wine
And me spot di pretty gyal and dem a walk on ha wine
And nice with Jamaica man it rest pon mi mind
Mi long fi see di pretty gyal and sunshine
But a 'matic it a 'matic and a nine it a nine
And some a dem a look for a where dey can't find
And some a say mi mean and some a dem a say mi kind
But I tell ya sex a sex and a grind dat a grind
Ya walk fi don ya love and say one more time

Oh, it's You!
High man tellin' a make two!
Yeah man