ntro:
Yo! Operator jack it up
Inna di girls dem on di dancefloor back it up
Yo! Tell di selecta fi pull it up
Di place hot but a hot gal full it up
Yo! Operator jack it up
Inna di girls dem on di dancefloor back it up
A weh dem tink, a weh dem feel
A weh dem tink, clean steel

Chorus:
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Informers dance to di sound of my glock
They all get scared when they heardi ting cock
Rudeboy deh yah and we have di place locked
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Blaze up di fire mek di fassy dem drop
Chillin in di club, champagne a pop
Gettin that money and we ain't gonna stop

Verse 1:
Were gonna party like we neva had a party yet
She get scared cause she neva had a yardie yet
Tipsy because she neva drink Bacardi yet
She neba get it till she sing a Bob Marley yet
I like di way she keep it tight like she celibate
She have mi actin like a bedroom degenerate
Tun on di charm and mi get har whole body wet
On di bed on di floor on di (?)
I hear di enemies a call out my name
Dem act like dem tink it is a game
Let dem know when we roll we roll deep
Badman put dem to sleep man a weep

Chorus:
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Informers dance to di sound of my glock
They all get scared when they heardi ting cock
Rudeboy deh yah and we have di place locked
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Blaze up di fire mek di fassy dem drop
Chillin in di club, champagne a pop
Gettin that money and we ain't gonna stop

Verse 2:
She's all ova mi dat is so ironic
Rockin dem sevens and Brown Manolo Blonic
Whisper in my ears she waan fly Supersonic
Vitamin S she waan di natural tonic
Real street hustler we grow hydro tonic
Jamaican n*ggas nuh live widout chronic
Snitches and rats mek mi get demonic
Run up in di club and mek di whole place panic
Neva trust a rat cause dem love chat yuh heard
Snitch will always be a snitch mark my words
Flex like a foolget caught like a nerd
Go jail and go sing like a bird, POW!!!

Chorus:
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Informers dance to di sound of my glock
They all get scared when they heardi ting cock
Rudeboy deh yah and we have di place locked
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Blaze up di fire mek di fassy dem drop
Chillin in di club, champagne a pop
Gettin that money and we ain't gonna stop

Verse 3:
Cho! Raise yuh glass mek a toast to di dappa dem
I wanna big up all di champagne poppa dem
Di ones who live there lifestyles of di rappa dem
I like di girls wid di bigga set off knockas dem
Yuh gotta love it when yuh see a whole flock a dem
Up in di club while yuh boys takin socca dem
I'm feelin one but di rest a cock blocka dem
Dat's how yuh know yuh have to bring yuh game proppa then
Don't yuh hate informas and di clocka dem
Di news carrier di baby modda tracka dem
Big up di big money spendas and di shoppa dem
And all di ladies in di club di ass clappa dem
Scream if yuh lookin phat like di whoppa dem
Mek a n*gga buss quick yuh a floppa dem
Woman a request di real toppa toppa dem
Weh eat di Brown Stew Snappa dem come again

Chorus:
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Informers dance to di sound of my glock
They all get scared when they heardi ting cock
Rudeboy deh yah and we have di place locked
Tic, toc, tic goes di clock
Blaze up di fire mek di fassy dem drop
Chillin in di club, champagne a pop
Gettin that money and we ain't gonna stop

Outro:
Yo! Operator jack it up
Inna di girls dem on di dancefloor back it up
Yo! Tell di selecta fi pull it up
Di place hot but a hot gal full it up
Yo! Operator jack it up
Inna di girls dem on di dancefloor back it up
A weh dem tink, a weh dem feel
A weh dem tink, clean steel


Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): DAMEON BECKETT, DAVE KELLY