Beenie Man - Maestro lyrics

"Heights of great men reached and kept
Were not attained by sudden flight
But they while their companions slept
Were toiling upward through the night"
Well, this is the maestro hahaha
I have the doctorate for all things
It's just another one, please

Me no want no idle jubbie fi
Come hackle my body I say
The gyal dem all a run me down
Gyal dem all a hunt me down
Gyal dem all a draw me down
True dem waan suck out mi tongue
Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out
Jump, spread out, and whine and mi say
Gyal, you a the wife man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air
You and mate no fight prize
You a the wife, man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air you and mate no fight

But mi say gyal, from you a him pal
Man love you bad
Man dem outta road, dem see your body
All a mad gyal, you know you're cute
Yes, that a the truth man dem outta road
Dem waan fi pick you like a fruit
Gyal, your body bright dim all mi light
But mi nah go lef' you 'cause
You have the slam right wifey haffi vex
'Cause me a gyal a pest as mawga as me be
A me the gyal dem a request request

So! From you a the wife
Man a treat you right hand up inna di air
You and mate no fight dry
You a the wife, man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air you and mate no fight

Well, excuse mi boys
A fi the gyal dem me cry whine Suzy, whine
Wha' dem a call vulgarity, a exercise
Whine Angie, whine
A mi Jamaican gyal dem you waan criticise?
Whine baby, whine
The more remarks them pass
The more you burn them eyes
When you whine Patsy, whine
From you a African princess, don't be shy
Whine baby, whine so, wha' me say?!
Face, and the shape
And the body weh you have
Bare as you dare, X rated and mad
All a gyal a push up, tell a gyal say she hot
Three is a crowd, and you nah carry no bag
Wifey better try get rid of the luggage
Mate outta road take your husband fi carriage
She all a use allum fi try encourage
One night with him
And your life inna worries wait! So!

Idle jubbie fi come hackle my body I say
Well! The gyal dem all a run me down
Gyal dem all a hunt me down
Gyal dem all a draw me down
True dem waan suck out mi tongue
Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out
Jump, spread out, and whine but mi say
Gyal, you a the wife man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air
You and mate no fight prize
You a the wife, man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air you and mate no fight

But mi say gyal, from you a him pal
Man love you bad
Man dem outta road, dem see your body
All a mad gyal, you know you're cute
Yes, that a the truth man dem outta road
Dem waan fi pick you like a fruit
Gyal, your body bright dim all mi light
But mi nah go lef' you 'cause
You have the slam right wifey haffi vex
'Cause me a gyal a pet as mawga as me be
A me the gyal dem a request request

But! From you a the wife
Man a treat you right hand up inna di air
You and mate no fight dry
You a the wife, man a treat you right
Hand up inna di air you and mate no fight