Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah

180
I drive it like it's stolen
It can't contain me
Mr. Morgan's got me jaded

You know I like to speak up and act tough
Still jiggy with the Rizla, rasta
Keepin' busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue

Maybe this 405 will run you out my mind, yeah
Maybe these flashing lights will help me escape myself, oh-oh

But you know I like to speak up and act tough
Still jiggy with the Rizla, rasta
Keepin' busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm

Run for cover
Red jacket, this is "Thriller"
I know the flavour, uh
Bluе magic, you're my dealer

You know I likе to speak up and act tough
Still jiggy with the Rizla, rasta
Keepin' busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm

Maybe this 405 will run you out my mind, yeah
Maybe these flashing lights will help me escape myself, oh-oh

But you know I like to speak up and act tough
Still jiggy with the Rizla, rasta
Keepin' busy with the cho-cha, cha-cha
But I still taste you on my tongue, hmm

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Taste you on my tongue
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Taste you on my tongue, baby (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Taste you on my tongue, baby (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
You know I like to speak up and act tough
Rizla and rasta
Cho-cha and cha-cha
Taste you on my tongue