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The Biggest Ragga Dancehall Anthems 99
Disc 1
01. Heads High
02. Let Him Go
03. Hot Gal Today
04. Bruk Out
05. Right Type a Love
06. Boom Wha Dis
07. 100 Dollar Bag
08. Haters
09. Sexy Gal
10. Final Assassin
11. Wave
12. In This Time
13. Dwayne
14. Fake Smile
15. X-Rated
16. Psycho Med (Ward 21 Mega Bash)
17. Fire Bun A Weak Heart
18. You See Me
19. More Prophet
20. Who am I (Zim Zimma)
Disc 2
01. Traffic Blocking
02. Battery Dolly
03. Judgement Day
04. Normal
05. Nike Air (Hands in the Air)
06. Unfair You Know
07. Always Be My Baby
08. Model Ya Mi Gal
09. High Grade
10. Bruk Mi Ducks
11. Shotta
12. Hot Stuff
13. Selassie Warning
14. Pavarotti
15. Never Get Down
16. Fade Away
17. Probation
18. Sweet Caan Done
19. Ruff Like We
20. Black Woman & Child
Hey, me and you cyan go no way, enuh
Shut up your mouth and wuk
A my gyal dem, my youth
My boo
Yo, wha' happen to you?
Sean-A-Paul and Mr. Vegas again
Dutty, yo

Trilalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Well
Competition haffi gwan 'cause me first
Sight da gyal yah, Jah know say a war buss
Between Sean-A-Paul and Mr. Vegas
A which one a pour the coffee down in her thermos
Me haffi get da gyal yah now
Man a go, you deh go
She leggo her number pon me
Could be the wrong number, yo
Me beg her fi a date
And then she kill you with the, "No"
Say, but she still know man anuh bait, and man nuh old poppy show
Because me haffi make a try
Haffi get a bly
Get an eagle eye
I and I nah go romp with no guy
And me haffi make a cruise inna mi rubber shoes
Gyal a get bruised
Sean-A-Paul win and Vegas a lose

Trilalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

A me alone have the key to her apartment
She only waan use Vegas fi pay rent
She say, she love mi body scent and mi accent
She no waan no little boy weh jooks with dem parents
But you no see a me have the all we-e-e-e
Woman want a man weh can be-e-e-e
She want the loving right through the we-e-e-e-ek
And she no waan no man weh love slee-ee-eep
Could you be telling me that I man is a punk
When seven days of the week and you no stop from get drunk
Well, I man burn up the chronic of the highest grade skunk
And charge up mi body 'cause Jah know me nah flunk, hey

Trilalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah
Trilalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah

Competition haffi gwan 'cause me first
Sight da gyal yah, Jah know say a war buss
Between Sean-A-Paul and Mr. Vegas
A which one a pour the coffee down in her thermos
Me haffi get da gyal yah now
Man a go, you deh go
She leggo her number pon me
Could be the wrong number, yo
Me beg her fi a date
And then she kill you with the, "No"
But she still know man anuh bait, and man nuh old poppy show
'Cause me haffi get a bly
Haffi make a try
Get an eagle eye
I and I nah go romp with no guy
And me haffi make a cruise inna mi rubber shoes
Gyal a get bruised
Sean-A-Paul win and Vegas a lose

Trilalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
Me no care 'bout weh you a say
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trilay
I and I buck a hot gyal today
Lalalalalalala, boom, boom, trila
I and I man haffi get da gyal yah