| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| And every single day he went to play
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| He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| They say my bars are so UK, beats are well J. A
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| Man original rude boy they say
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| My life’s always like an away day
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| And I may say today’s been a great day
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| My barber has gave me a great fade
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| And I keep getting smiles from the ladies
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| Got P’s in my pocket from payday
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| Peep stars when I played on the main stage
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| So me haffi say «big up» and «safe mate»
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| That’s why I’m keeping it calm on the grey days
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| Let em talk I don’t care what they say, smile on my face mate I raise a
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| straight face
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| Got my lyrics and my business doing great mate
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| Gotta kill em with the treble and the bass, way
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| It don’t matter bout the colour of your face man, send em out of space go find
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| another race, mate, eh
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| And every single day he went to play
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| He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Now all the rude girls know that I’m special like Devil, season settle,
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| ya nah on my level?
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| Ya nah locked in to the signs of a rebel
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| The rudeboy’s back, eh speak of the devil
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| Ain’t no wisdom spilling from my temple, jot it with a pencil, listen and
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| attention
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| No no moment’s even as eventful
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| It’s mental when you’re living it essential
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| Eh, check my dancehall swagger, champion lover, I am an original man for man
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| nutter, no man a done dudda
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| When you see me in the dance say ‘Nice one brudda!'
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| Rub rub-a-dub till the ting get turn up, pick a sound boy test tell em rude boy
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| shut up
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| Rude boy fade and my top button done up, two tone I don’t need no colour
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| And every single day he went to play
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| He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Set with it, so man I step with it, big riddims, fit women, I gwan like a
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| rudeboy
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| Act fit-ish,
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| Plot thickens, I’m young, unrestricted, I’m winning, I’m living,
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| I’m wild like a rudeboy
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| My lyrics are shifting the tickets, I’m rude not explicit, I talk like a rudeboy
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| I run the dancehall like a rudeboy
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| No I don’t give a darn like a rudeboy
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| I got the charm of a rudeboy
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| And you know say I smile like a rudeboy
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| You know man I’ve never ever been a good boy but you know man I got the suave
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| of a rude boy, check
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| Original like a rudeboy, skank out to my style like a rudeboy
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance
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| And every single day he went to play
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| He stepped into the dance to make the darkness go away
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| Mama didn’t raise this rudeboy
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| He was raised in the dance |