So the lily boy dem a hip And dem never wait until dem buncha boots ripe
Well we don't choose but we people a talk We used to w-w-walk inna unity
Said the whole a we a t-t-talk Studio to studio, nah sky lalala
Now you get a big number and pon di cha-cha-cha And your best friend you screechy and b-b-boss
Now when your bitch is behind you You see a man a go see confine you
Long time rockers world did a warn you Youth man a make vanity blind you
So the lily boy dem a hip And dem never wait until dem buncha boots ripe