Fallah Dat

She moves sexy, body like a Pepsi bottle.
Dudes stunned by how you dress.
The force of a wave, you go up, down! I dig it.
Addictive like Coca-Cola. Dancehall or dembow, doesn't say no! A bunch of dudes stop to check out the show.

They see me, they say 'holla'. I say! I say: 'holla' back.
Pass with the smoke from my 'choppa', I say: drop that!

The 'fire' comes prepared, smoking or they don't see it. The sound that bangs the most, but many don't believe it. If you don't believe what I say, soon you'll be witnesses that dancehall is the sound that can drive you crazy!

Gyalllllllll!!!!!

For all the girls I sing
When the track plays, baby wine on me thing!
Dance 'skip to ma lu', if you dance 'no linga'...if you don't know what I'm talking about baby, don't give up!!!

We say:
Gallis swing! Dance gallis swing!
Skip to ma lu! Skip to ma lu!
No linga! If you dance no linga!
Tip on your toe!

Dollar sign! I say dollar sign!
Mind on my money and my money on my mind!

Sweep the floor! Sweep the floor!
Girl bend over! Girl bend over so!

And with a stroke I send them out
All those little rappers who are blind
They want to stand out and don't see the way
And they'll end up selling even the fridge!

Well!
The girls in my crew don't dance pachanga
They want dancehall like the minimini thong
No charangas that roll up
They are fine, looking for a bargain
Heels and miniskirt, cleavage in the back and when you walk down the street
Applause always sounds. People whistle, cars stop, everyone
Looks at you when you enter the dancehall!
And all the dudes mesmerized with their crew if you do the 'skip to ma lu'.
And even the most vivacious ones start sweating when you
Move like you do!

Gallis swing! Dance gallis swing!
Skip to ma lu! Skip to ma lu!
No linga! If you dance no linga!
Tip on your toe!
Dollar sign! I say dollar sign!
Mind on my money and my money on my mind!
Sweep the floor! Sweep the floor!
Girl bend over! Girl bend over so!

I see you girl and I feel like I'm full of venom!
Kerosene fire boy!
She has no brakes when she starts with the 'dutty wine' and now you understand that dancehall is music to dance to.
And the soul steals me, that's why my girl you bend over! I don't dance to give
Lies. So I'm a gallis, a mister lover lover!

Leave your problems at the party door
They say things but you don't answer, you play dumb if they start
Staring and you just want to tear up the dance floor when you do: 'signal the
Plane' when the orchestra plays! 'Do the punk' and you go all out!
'Rubba bounce' when you want to provoke and the dudes start
Staring and you keep going:

Gallis swing! Dance gallis swing!
Skip to ma lu! Skip to ma lu!
No linga! If you dance no linga!
Tip on your toe!
Dollar sign! I say dollar sign!
Mind on my money and my money on my mind!
Sweep the floor! Sweep the floor!
Girl bend over! Girl bend over so