Labba Labba

Give me Labba Labba
And I’ll put your pants on fire
You’ll be the one getting smoked
You’re about to retire
Some people say that they’re coming for me
Some they say they’re coming to hurt me
But that don’t bother me
Some say it’s ripple out deh
And I got no lives to spare
For the road has been so rough
But the bumps has made me tough
And I don’t go looking for fuzz
I got no time for cuss-cuss
Some people say that they’re coming for me
Some they say they’re coming to hurt me
But that don’t bother me, 'cause
They’re talking too much 'Bout rudeness and such
Some they say
They’re coming to hurt me but their cheats don’t bother me
Rudie can’t come
They’re coming to hurt me but their talk don’t bother me
Rudie can’t
Rudie can’t come on in
Rudie can’t come on in
Rudie get shot
Rudie get shot
Yeah, that’s what he got