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Wake the town and tell the folksWa-wa-wa-wake the town and tell the people
About the music coming your way'Bout the musical disc coming your way

Yeah, yeahYeah, yeah
Light a bluntPrendo un blunt
All my people shouting: AwoToda mi gente gritando: Awo

AwoAwo
Problems in the building, watch outProblems inna di building, watch out
Ryan CastroRyan Castro
The Ghetto Singer, hahaThe Ghetto Singer, haha
Watch out for that thing, hahahahaWatch out with dat ting yah, hahahaha
AyyAyy
Killing this shitKilling this shit
DJ Maff, you already know, that's how we do itDJ Maff, yuh done know, that's how we killing this shit
Ryan Castro, how you build it upRyan Castro, how yuh buildup
And the war tank and the crew gonna come backAnd the war tank and the company ago then come back

We’re here to tear up the streets, you know we built this thingWe come fi mash up all di street, yuh know dat we dat build di ting
Everybody gotta watch us, we ride the rhythmEverybody haffi watch we, a watch we ride di riddim
Once they see us, they already know, look, oh, this, this is itFrom dem see we, dem done know, look, ooh, a dis, a dis yah ting
This is Big Bam alongside Ryan Castro, the singerDis yah Big Bam 'longside Ryan Castro, di singer

Gotta make the money, the girls, we gotta buy a lotHaffi mek di money, di gyal dem, we got to buy a lot
The girls see us when we come through, look how thick that girl isDi gyal dem see we when we comin' through, look how da gyal yah phat
This girl wants to mess with me, they know I’m not about thatDis yah gyal waan ramp wid mi, dem know seh mi nuh inna dat
Beat it up then make her feel the sun knockingBeat up dat ting then mek she feel di sun a knock

Beat it like a repeat, you know, put it on repeat, you knowBeat it like repeat, yuh know, put it pon repeat, yuh know
Girl tells me she wants to ride on my thing, you knowGyal a tell mi seh she waan fi ride up pon mi ting, yuh know
Tell them just chill, they don’t see how I act upTell dem just cool, dem nuh see seh how mi act up
Tear up everything, you know I’m hotter than the sunMash up everyting, yuh know seh mi a hotta dan di Sun

The music’s gotta make a nameDi music fi mek up a name