Beenie Man - Fresh From Yard lyrics
It's a DJ Clue production
Likkle Kim longside Beenie Man
Zagga Zagga Zow
Boombakstar
America
Carribean
A matter of fact, the world
We're coming at ya
Kim, where you at babe?
Gal flex, time to have sex
Jump in a ya Lex
Steam a blunt, pop a Beck's.
Now you know that my style is rated XXX,
This Brooklyn native gal you know I've nuff respect.
I used to rock Sergio Tachini, D&G bikinis,
Now I'm hot-steppin' in my Queen B collection,
Got gear to match my whips from Monday to Sunday,
Designers give me exclusives straight off the runway.
That's how it is,
My shit is laid out,
Some of y'all show up,
But like jeans y'all fade out.
Whatever.
Fly out the crew
Hit the beach in Miami
Niggas watch me shake my fanny
In my iced out panties.
Beenie Man and Likkle Kim callin out.
People from east, west, north and south.
Say I'm the MC with a nasty mouth.
Put that on my unborn kids we do away with.
Gal, open up your legs dem wide and let me get inside deh, and wo'k you all night
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up and a rail like a man she wan' fight, alright.
Open up your legs em wide and let me get inside deh, and wo'k you all night.
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up and a rail like a man she wan' fight.
From you a Tappa Tappa
Then throw dem bows
Tappa Tappa
Let the diamonds show
Tappa Tappa
Me look good in a me clothes
Tappa Tappa
Bad girl nah fi pose
Hear me tappa
Man a no rapper
Entertainer
Worse man a realtappa tappa.
Pop your collar
No bother holla
Spend a thousand dollar
Buy ganja and liquor.
You and yuh brother, hanging out together
Chicken headsand bout twelve hoochie mama
When car hot
Clothes proper
Get it together
De DJ say we fresh from yard.
Likkle Kim just buck a real ol dog
Last gal me work she end up down a de morgue
Bad man a real bad man, a no no fraud.
Kim, open up your legs dem wide and let me get inside deh, and wo'k you all night.
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up and a rail like a man she wan' fight, alright.
Open up your legs em wide and let me get inside deh, and wo'k you all night.
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up and a rail like a man she wan' fight
From you a Tappa Tappa
Then throw dem bows
Tappa Tappa
Let the diamonds show
Tappa Tappa
Me look good in a me clothes
Tappa Tappa
Bad girl nah fi pose
Me have girls from all nations
Even Haitian, and Jamaican.
Woman a say me a God creation,
Say dem wan' me consecration,
Send in application,
Want me qualification,
Line up a me gate like me a custom or immigration.
How one girl fi rule man,
Yuh mad dat couldn't gwan man,
Just slam a Malaysian and me send for Indian-Asian,
Wife a Puerto Rican 'pon de hill me buy a mansion,
Just buy a apartment for my girlfriend who a Italian,
One weh drive the BMW mention she a German,
Not to mention the one we' send a bag a pound from over England,
Have girl in Netherlands
Africa and Switzerland,
Thirteen baby mother weh me have.
Fresh from Yard.
Likkle Kim just buck a real ol dog,
This a bad boy yaw gone 'pon record,
Last gal me work she end up down a de morgue,
Me can tell her something.
Kim, open up your legs dem wide and let me get inside deh, and wo'k you all night.
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up on a real like a man she wan' fight, alright.
Open up your legs em wide and let me get inside there, and wo'k you all night.
A who dis girl you wan' bite
A kick up on a real like a man she wan' fight.
Tappa Tappa
Then throw dem bones
Tappa Tappa
Let the diamonds show
Tappa Tappa
Me look good in a me clothes
Tappa Tappa
Bad girl nah fi pose
Beenie Man and Likkle Kim callin out.
People from east, west, north and south.
Say I'm the MC with a nasty mouth.
Put that on my unborn kids we do away with.
