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Strictly the Best, Volume 51
Disc 1
01. Money Flow
02. Greetings (Ribbidibbi)
03. Professionally
04. Come On To Me
05. Give It All To Me
06. Wet Fete
07. Who Rule
08. Like A Man
09. Gyal Bruk Out
10. Good Book
11. My Own
12. Shmoney Dance
13. Hero
Disc 2
01. A Wah Do Dem
02. Arleen
03. Entertainment
04. My Woman / One Thousand Gal
05. I'm Getting Married
06. Girlie Girlie
07. No Wanga Gut
08. Young Gal Business
09. Hot Stepper
10. Massa God World A Run
11. Romie
12. Clap Your Hands Now (Get Busy Remix)
13. Weh Dem A Do
14. Below The Waist
15. Gal A Bubble
Check this out
You a hear me?
Mussi true

True a me a the man
Like me, nuff of them want fi be the Don
But watch me lead and make some fassy carry along
'Cause how them want fi be a Don and them no have upper hand
Woo!
Gyal a chat say, them a nyam
Say, them a put face weh waist belong
Them chase like Tracy Ann
Some pop down pastry van
Me realize them only bad inna song
How ironic
Must because I'm someone psychotic
Me drive the business like a car
Me shut it down like a bandit, them can't stand it
Fi run the place, me hear them a plan it
Tell them shut them mouth, them chatting shit
From overseas me get a call and hear say chat a gwan
So me say, "Alright, a that a gwan"
Anywhere them stand up, the K a clap you from
You no reach mi spliff size, better you sit and smoke a matter on

'Cause a my own
House a my own
If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own
A went away, yes, but me fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters, them cry home
'Cause a my own
House a my own
If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own
A went away, yes, but me fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters, them cry home

It's my fault you cry crocodile tears
When you see me in the crocodile gears
Driving in the Benz, shifting them gears
First Gully youth to ever sit in them Lear
Remember I was in Jamaica house, sit in them chairs
Go ask Teach, it wasn't sipping and cheers
It was the street them say the people them fear
Two ghetto youths becomes them worst nightmare
A from rags to riches make them no like we
The ice pon mi wrist a make them get up and a fight me
At the top, a me society like me
Who a run the place? Me
Why?

'Cause a my own
House a my own
If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own
A went away, yes, but me fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters, them cry home
'Cause a my own
House a my own
If you see me with a bad gyal, a my own
A went away, yes, but me fly home
Now is the time to tell the haters, them cry home

My own
My own
My own
Now is the time to tell the haters, them cry home
It's my fault you cry crocodile tears
Liquor
Crocodile gears
Haha
Yo, Gully god