Facts Of Life

Anyway!
True you a the wife, a that some gyal no like
Mad Cobra say, dem can't pop off your stripe
Wife
Mad Cobra said
Anyway!
Well!

Gyal come a push up, and a flip up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And that's the facts of life
Gyal come a push up, and a flip up, and a diss up
But you a the hussie's choice
And that's the facts of life
Well!

Gyal you a the -, gyal you a the one weh him prefer
Pressure, you fi pressure dem, hot like a pepper
Gyal and her friend dem haffi pack up and lef' yah
Gyal say her body good, fi your own better
Position, a gyal a look ol' time slapper
With her arms smell like a burned fowl feather
With her face make up like a cold front weather
Waan turn the wife, well that coulda never
Gyal, you a hold him proper
Well!

Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Have weh you want inna life, you nuh haffi worry
Man never yet deh with you and feel sorry
Anytime you come 'bout, gyal can't tarry
No 'fraid fi tell her wha' she have on already
Gwan like she's hot, and man no stop run it
To certain gyal, 10 grand a nuff money
But on to wife, that come in like penny
How much man a run you down? Can't count, too many
So wife, you nuh haffi worry
Well!

Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come a push up, and a flip up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Hot like a pepper, gyal get outta control
Man nah holler pull you inna night gown
Slide me dear, pitch a night just like pichón
Dress up little more, a gyal still look old
Hot and you ready, your body stand up bold
Platinum you get, a gyal claimed she get gold
Fi your picture deh inna the Cobra billfold
Play the hot girl role
Well!

Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come a flip up, and a diss up, and a push up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Gyal, your body ready, a the Mad Cobra say so
Hold me with your body gyal, me a beg you no leggo
Any man get you is a very lucky fellow
Your future bright, gyal future shallow
'Bout she waan take your man, paro dem paro
Nothing good about her, gyal mind harrow
Well, a the Mad Cobra say so
Well!

Gyal a come flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come a push up, and a flip up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Gyal you a the -, gyal you a the one weh him prefer
Pressure, you fi pressure dem, hot like a pepper
Gyal and her friend dem haffi pack up and lef' yah
Gyal say her body good, fi your own better
Position, a gyal a look ol' time slapper
With her arms smell like a burned fowl feather
With her face look like a cold front weather
Waan turn the wife, well that coulda never
Gyal, you a hold him proper
Well!

Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come push up, and a flip up, and a push up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Hot like a pepper you get outta control
Man nah holler pull you inna night gown
Slide me dear, pitch a night just like pichón
Dress up little more, a gyal still look old
Hot and you ready, your body stand up bold
Platinum you get, a gyal claimed she get gold
Fi your picture deh inna the Cobra billfold
Play the hot girl role
Well!

Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Gyal come a flip up, and a push up, and a diss up
But gyal, you a the wife
And you a the hussie's choice
Well!

Have weh you want inna life, you nuh haffi worry
Man never yet deh with you and feel sorry
Anytime you come 'bout, gyal can't tarry
No 'fraid fi tell her wha' she have on already
Gwan like she's hot, and man no stop run it
To certain gyal, 10 grand a nuff money
But on to wife, that come in like a penny
How much man a run you down? Can't count, too many
Mad Cobra say, no worry
Well!