[Intro] Worries Worries in the dancehall tonight Oh, can you wheel up, Selecta? [Verse 1] Got the mandem skanking it out in the rave and the gyal dem wiggling back Thought she was looking all cute at the start of the night, now her jaw be swinging and that I be on stage and the young boys out in the crowd getting rid of that pack I be with that Spat one bar and the DJ's already spinning it back Wheel up, wheel up, bringing it back Lean up, lean up, man a-be frass Clean up, clean up, flipping that pack So much food, got the calories fat Get me on the riddim and the crowd be jumpy Get me on the mic and the crowd be gassed One girl done so much of the yola It's on her top lip, come like a moustache, wait I mean moustache A-B-C, I don't care 'bout class Flying drugs all over the bits till I C-B-A and I can't be asked Zoom in the whip and the car be fast Them man there talk straight out their ass Say something 'bout L-Z-double-E and I swear that I'll put a man straight on blast [Chorus] Worries Worries in the dancehall tonight Oh, can you wheel up, Selecta? (Wheel up, Selecta) Worries Worries in the dancehall tonight Oh, can you wheel up, Selecta? [Verse 2] Sorry, babes, I'm off my face Cah I be in the shoobien and I won't be home till late I just mixed the Henny and tequila and the Wray I'm so mash up, don't know if I'll make it back today But I be skanking it out Might see me galavanting about Couldn't care less what you're angry about When I get back, I wanna see pants on the ground I wanna see clothes on the floor Tits in my face when I walk in the door She know I'm finna give her the meanest hammer Probably thought that she got fucked by Thor But she love L-Z-double-E Dicking her down incredibly Think that I be my worst enemy cah I don't do anything sensibly No, I don't play by the rules Don't take me for some type of fool Man can't lack, I stay on the ball Bro can't lack, he stay with that tool [Chorus] Worries Worries in the dancehall tonight Oh, can you wheel up, Selecta? (Wheel up, Selecta) Worries Worries in the dancehall tonight Oh, can you wheel up, Selecta? Worries
