[Enny]
Uh
Can't go to the shops, that's bait (Bait)
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait (Bait)
Can't talk on the phone, that's bait (Bait)
Too road, too bait (Bait)
Can't go to the shops, that's bait (Bait)
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait (Bait)
Can't talk on the phones, it's bait
Bait, bait, bait
[AJ Tracey]
Touched the roads, I'm overly comfy
I still gotta go shop for the mumsy
Hopped out the roads in Ricks, so I look like a junkie
And I dropped bread, that was clumsy
I can stunt cah I worked too hard for my blessings
Now I'm this far, no stressin'
Got off the fits in a thousand islands
I don't mean salad, I know 'bout dressin'
If you're gonna talk to me, talk to me nice
If it ain't about bread, don't talk to me twice
Central, I'mma indulge in the snow crab
'Vause I came from the corned beef and the rice
Bad tings tryna get a piece of the pie
I'm a Trini' man so I'm gonna season it right
Studio vampires sleep in the night
I could lose M's if I had a leak in the Drive
Back day, I woulda docked them, bait
I would dream that my name got bait
Now I'm know as a household name, like
Who woulda thought that a kid from the ends turned bait?
I was chosen, they can't stop fate
From time that I shut the shows, it's all bait
Night shift blocks to daytime TV
Now I ain't gotta talk, they know 'cause I'm bait
[Enny]
Uh
Can't go to the shops, that's bait (Bait)
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait (Bait)
Can't talk on the phone, that's bait
Too road, too bait (Bait)
Can't go to the shops, that's bait
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait (Bait)
Can't talk on the phones, it's bait
Bait, bait, bait
[KR$NA]
If I play, I play for the win
They actin' like fools like it's April again
I pay for myself, I don't pay for no tings
I'm stingy, I don't even pay for my sins
Ten toes down, I been on this road
Got me spinnin' the block, so I been on the low
Dekhe maine bohot saare ghinaune log
Jo dilon mein dushman, par ginoge dost
Hold on, I've spoken to someone
Jahaan bhi main jaaun, mere roz ke hain sambandh
Dilli mera sheher, but I'm local in London
Yeh Joker hain saare, hum jo kare jab mann (Fuck!)
Dekhe maine aate jaate
Kar na baatein-waatein mujhse aa ke yahaan pe
Raaste naape maine aage jaa ke
Ab naam bhi jaane mere chaar ilaake
Yahaan jaisa kare baat, paisa kare baat
Aisa-taisa, mera lehza kare baat
Aira-gaira sa na chehra rakhe saath
Pairipauna kar jab pehli mulaqaat, yeah
Why you takin' no sides? You ain't pickin' no fights
I don't keep it inside, in case they want beef, ain't no vegan in sight!
[Enny]
Uh
Can't go to the shops, that's bait (Bait)
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait
Can't talk on the phone, that's bait (Bait)
Too road, too bait (Bait)
Can't go to the shops, that's bait (Bait)
Can't walk on the roads, that's bait (Bait)
Can't talk on the phones, it's bait
Bait, bait, bait
[Anik Khan]
Man, let me tell you why they fucked up (Let me tell you)
Askin' a villager to talk about bait
Like I don't got fishermen in my blood (Shh)
I know too much, you tried too hard
Your hands are cuffed, you called me out, I called your bluff
You with the police, I hit my plug, confirmation, you not like us
Bolo na (Bolo na), bolo na (Bolo na)
Tumi ja chaila, hoile na na?
Ato cheesta cheesta koire bal korli bhai
Akhon tor pocket aa kisu to nai
Thirty Bangladeshis at your front door is messy
I know that it's bait, but I know that it's nessy
Your bitch is so bait, she cannot caress me
Your mandem is goodfellas, call him Joe Pesci (And)
That is the sound of my (Ooh)
That is the sound of my semi, like, "Woah"
Sheesh, you get me?
Easy huntin', I'm a beast among them
You look like bait, I'mma feed me somethin'
Broadway to Brick Lane, that's Queens to London
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