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Hello, Joe, wha' gwan?
Come chat me nuh, baby
Every night my husband 'bout him gone with him fiend friend dem a road
Me nuh nice joke ting with him, enuh
Me alone him a lef' inna house like me a house rat
A wha' dem?
A wha' happen to him?
Me cyan bother, me cyan move him up 'til enuh
Me cyan bother with it, no, me nuh
Me cyan take it, enuh
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
Dead pon road, but you a 'par with friends
Come in late and waan you feature me ends
Man body bruk down like old Benz
Your head no good, but me have sense
Me know say you have gyal outta road
And when you come home, me still bored
So before me fret and carry heavy load
A gwan change mi number and hear a code
Some man no genuine, some man a fraud
All a sleep out, and a draw card
So meanwhile you and your gyal deh abroad
A gwan make Joe Grine live inna your yard
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
Me turn over a new leaf and page
The face get bright, wa day yah you look age
The monkey escape out of the cage
Don't ask me why me acting strange
Look how long you no water the garden
All the cuss me a cuss, your ears, they harden
A pure sweet as a road you give the plantain
Lef' your yard, and say, "I beg your pardon"
Waan me stay inna house like idiot
And me congo worm, take it anuh me that
The woman miserable and dem need that
Me rather make Joe Grine come feed that
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
Dead pon road, but you a 'par with friends
Come in late and waan you feature me ends
Man body bruk down like old Benz
Your head no good, but me have sense
Me know say you have gyal outta road
And when you come home, me still bored
So before me fret and carry heavy load
A gwan change mi number and hear a code
Some man no genuine, some man a fraud
All a sleep out, and a draw card
So meanwhile you and your gyal deh abroad
A gwan make Joe Grine live inna your yard
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
'Cause this a move up time
Me a send fi Joe Grine
Man come in a sleep and him fi rev out the jeep
And him no read between the lines
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