Rude Boy Number Songtext
von Cutty Ranks

All nice and decent people, level it to the maximum
Original rude boy style
Original bad boy style
Hear dis
I know it sound funny, but the Babylon don′t like it
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
They said, I know it sound funny, but the Babylon can't take it
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
38, 45, That a rude boy number
Let me tell you this 38, 45, that a bad boy number
Lord have mercy, 357, the 44, that a rude boy number
Let me tell you 357, the 44, that a bad boy number
Hear me now, what about the 69-ana-nana
Nine-nine, na-nine-nine, ana-nana, nine-nine
And then we start it to fire shot, fire
Shot, fire shot, fire shot, fire shot
And then another one, get dropped, get dropped
Get dropped, get dropped, get dropped


Lord have mercy
Mi said, I know you evil blind
Mr
Cyanside Babylon
I know you evil blind, you little one stripe Babylon
Hear me now, Starcho
Baby-Baby-Babylon, no bother run come
Baby-Baby-Babylon, no try run me down
Baby-Baby-Babylon, put down your gun
Baby-Baby-Babylon, let me have fun
Baby-Baby-Babylon, no try run me down
Baby-Baby-Babylon, mi justa blast some
I know you evil blind, Mr
Cyanside Babylon
I know you evil blind, you little one stripe Babylon
Let me tell you 38, 45, that a rude boy number
Let me tell you 38, 45, that a rude boy number
Hear me now, 357, the 44, that a rude boy number
Hear me now, 357, the 44, that a rude boy number
Lord, so what about the 69-ana-nana, nine-
Nine, na-nine-nine, ana-nana, nine-nine
And then we start it to fire shot, fire
Shot, fire shot, fire shot, fire shot
And then another one get dropped, get dropped
Get dropped, get dropped, get dropped
Lord have mercy
Me said I notice dem gwan like dem a rough scout
Gwan come take mi gold spoon from outta mi mouth
Walk and tell their friend, "Dem gwan get me out"
But you know say Cutty Ranks is a roughneck scout
Mi tall and slim, mi no short, mi no stout
Strictly culture lyrics a come from mi mouth
If a boy try a thing we just knock it out
′Cause you know mi ragamuffin, mi no have no doubt
So I know it sound funny but the Babylon don't like it
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Mi say, I know it sound funny but the Babylon don't like it
Uh-huh, uh-huh, 38, 45, that a rude boy number
Let me tell you, 38, 45, that a rude boy number
Lord have mercy, 357, the 44, that a rude boy number
Hear me now, 357, the 44, that a rude boy number
Lord have mer-, what about the 69-ana-nana
Nine-nine, na-nine-nine, ana-nana, nine-nine
And then we start it to fire shot, fire
Shot, fire shot, fire shot, fire shot
And then another one get dropped, get dropped
Get dropped, get dropped, get dropped
Hear me now
Mi said, I know you evil blind, you little cock-eyed Babylon
I know you evil blind, you little one stripe Babylon
Lord have mercy, cho
Baby-Baby-Babylon, no bother run come
Baby-Baby-Babylon, no try run me down
Baby-Baby-Babylon, put down your gun