Run up and down
Everybody gone soca now
Haaaaaa
Run up and down (What you saying to yourself)
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I drink rum in the sun
(Ding Dong and Mr Killa , run run, run up and down)
I'm here to drink and run
run run, run up and down
How di party gon shell ya now
I'm here minding my business smoking and drink rum
and this police officer comes to me he wants to lock me up
He says DON'T RUN
You must be crazy
That will ruin the fun
Cause is soca time
And we n'ave nuh behaviour
Come to mash the place up
We have to

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Rum and liquor baby
Neva like to siddung one place
When the music tun and soca tun on
Is time to mash up di place
Some people just dead and boring
Only stand up in front of you
But if you know you don't thief no clothes or borrow nobody shoe
I tell you to

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Mr Officer, officer
I ain't no thief I ain't no robber
I here to wine on girls
I'm just a party sheller
Hey bwoy, hands in the air
Wave your flag like an umbrella
And run up inna dis like say a you name Mr Killa
Hey bwoy, what's dat on your waist
A gyal
What's dat on your waist
A gyal
What's dat on your waist
Yuh nuh hear
What's dat on your waist
Alright

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A bad man ketch mi wukkin he gyal
Ah start to run, Ah start to run, Ah start to run
Ah doh wait for he pull he gun, yuh mad
Ah start to run, Ah start to run, Ah start to run
Police tell me lie dung a grung, yuh stupid
Ah start to run, Ah start to run, Ah start to run
Tell me bring di grabba come, yuh mad
Ah start to run, Ah start to run, Ah start to run
Ah

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Running and me running and mi running for me life
Rum inna mi cup, mi nah nuh gun, mi nah nuh knife
Mi first time doing soca music, yes mi love di vibes
Rum buss inna mi head, music inna mi soul and mi jus waan say tonight
Hey bwoy, what's dat on your waist
A gyal
What's dat on your waist
A gyal
What's dat on your waist
Yuh nuh hear
What's dat on your waist
Alright
I ain't being disrespectful, but I think you are a stunt
Mi and mi fren dem ah plan fi di soca fete ya for about 6 months
All we want to do is just drink di rum and wine up on gyal front
Now you come in here talking bout guns and pulling off this stunt
Hey bwoy

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Mr Officer, yuh nuh hear, yuh nuh hear, hey bwoy
Ah bwoy
Run, Run up and down, run run, run up and down
What's dat on yuh waist

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Writer(s): Hollice Mapp, Kemar Ottey