Songtext von Mix Up

Try no mix up the original Well hear me now, Ayo Ay follow me, Ay follow me, come follow me now Mix this, mad! I man a rush them like a pitbull, mix with a rotty Clap dem like a rifle, mix with a shotty A nuff a dem love the watchy watchy, chatty chatty Like a peeping Tom, mix with a mouth a massy Try no mix up the original, with carbon copy Don't mix the marijuana plant with the poppy And no rent-a-dread no fi a mix up with no natty Fashion dread no fi come a talk bout Selassie Mi love me girl dem caramel, a little coffee Freaky when she ready but she know when she fi classy Talking bout a slim girl, mix with a fatty Me a talk bout small waist, big batty What she say she love? Dumplin and the saltfish mix with Ackee Talking bout the jerk chicken, more time teryaki I man have the peanut blend up with the moshi Make me ride it like a cyclist, mix with a jockey You know what's gonna happen when the mommy mix with poppy Nine months later baby wrap up inna nappy You know money a make, a filthy rich mix with the happy Me a tell you bout the duffle bag mix with the attache Man a gangsta like Al Capone mix with the Gotti Champion, Muhammed Ali mix with Rocky Real top-a-top weh no travel inna jalopy Me pull up in a Rolls-Royce mix with a Bugatti Hear me, Sting International, you mix dem never shabby Assassin mix with Jay Sean mix with di Shaggy Me talking bout the Sly Dunbar mix with the Robbie Me a talk bout Billboard number one mix with the Grammy But music a we love is like the work mix with the hobby Me take you for a ride is like chauffeur or a cabbie We do we owna thing so we no cater bout nobody And up inna di ranch di whole a we a mad somebody, Hear wa A we a call the shots but dem a cadet We up inna di suite and dem a sit down inna lobby You call the room, me answer the phone and sound a little croggy Why? Me just feed a bowl a cock soup to Maggie Ha, Mad supm Assassin, Mix with the Agent and the Saco You nuh, Mad