Mi no waan no man to mi thing, a just woman to mi thing
No hundred man inna entourage thing
Only girls surround mi when mi providing
No man servant a girl alone fi call mi king
Yea seh dem waan mi love inna dem system
Seh dem love the melody I give dem withing
To keep mi from the girls is a futile thing
Dem waan fi hear dem singer sing
Mi love all a the girls mi no segregate
So me and the girls don't separate
Mi on time with the girls, dem never late
So pop a bottle wid the girls and celebrate
The love mi have fi unu just a bubble up
My love, my love, is pure like the wind blows
Mi love the girl dem without a question
Mi wouldn′t mine if everyday mi get a next one
The way mi treat dem, dem don't need a next man
Mi gi dem loving and the sweetest affection
Inna the party bay girl inna mi section
So me and the girl dem have a direct connection
Dem want a good man, I'm there selection