Intro: Wiley

Ah jus so wi a ride deh deh

Yo

Chorus: Wiley

Them have a style but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a song but them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we

Verse 1: Wiley

Old time someting come back again

If you have a start then you must have a end

None of dem ever coulda test wid di pen

My pen's the equivalent to the leng

Bare vibes manaman ah send them again

Five plus five that equal to ten

When we ride pon the riddim that's ten outta ten

'Nuff a dem are scared they nuh step out again

We seh all of mi dargs dem ah step out fi dem

We seh all of mi dargs dem ah step out fi dem yo

Chorus: Wiley

Them have a style but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a song but them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we yo

Them have a ting but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a lyric them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we

Verse 2: Dolapo

Boy you know that you the truth

You ain't got nothing to prove

They ain't got nothing on you you

When you look into my eyes

Know the ting gon' maximize

Love it when we improvise-ise

See the way you riding the bassline

Better put your hands on my waistline

Know the body bad it's a big crime

See the way you riding the bassline

Better put your hands on my waistline

You know the body bad it's a big crime

Chorus: Wiley

Them have a style but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a song but them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we yo

Them have a ting but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a lyric them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we

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Verse 3: Riko Dan

Like a who dem nah bad like ah we

Tru mi lyrics dem ah fire like a artillery

When mi sit down pon di riddim sit down pon it easy

If a sound try a ting dem get bucked up and bury

From mi step inna di dance step inna di party

Whole heap a gyaldem jus a hang onto we

And a pure pretty gyaldem jus a run follow we

Original rude bwoy from London city

We nuh ramp we nuh skin yuh know seh we nuh easy

And mi nuh want any gyal wid nuh lazy body becah'

Bad like ah who 'cah them nuh bad like a we becah'

Bad like ah who 'cah them nuh bad like a we

Chorus: Wiley

Them have a style but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a song but them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we yo

Them have a ting but them nah bad like ah we

Them have a lyric them nah bad like ah we

When we ride pon the riddim them nah bad like ah we

When we hype di crowd them nah bad like ah we