feat. Chevelle Franklyn
  
  Beenie Man:
  It's a dancehall thing
  
  CHORUS (Chevelle Franklin):
  She's a dancehall queen for life
  Gonna explode like dynamite
  And she's moving outta sight
  Now she a guh mash up di place like dynamite
  
  REPEAT
  
  Beenie Man:
  Gal how yuh so full a etiquette and yuh so clever
  Thru a Selassie mek a you design fi be the dancer
  If a fi m alone a woulda tun yuh inna mi lover
  Gal mi waan mi name, mi waan fi knock yuh wid mi hammer
  Den mek mi get back pon track yah,
  Marcia Fus time mi see yuh mi woulda walk inna macka
  Now mi see yuh wine mi waan fi bun up inna fire
  Tan up inna clothes like a tinking Fila
  Fi da gal yah a wine she look like mumma killa
  One touch mi touch mi it bun mi like pepper
  But hear di DJ a utter, mi halla
  Chevelle now or forever yuh halla
  
  CHORUS
  
  Beenie Man:
  Contest a gwaan fi di dancehall queen
  Who a wear di crown nuh di one Alovene
  Hell and powderhouse when miss lady come in
  Den everybaddi staart screem, seen
  Where di girl come from nobody dont know
  She's a devil angel and she's a go-go
  Ask mi I dont know, all mi know
  When mi hitch up dung a African Star
  Mi see bus, mi see truck, mi see bike, mi see car
  Night time come and video ligt it tun on
  Har body staart to alarm, gal because
  
  Chevelle Franklin:
  Watch mi now
  She can cork any session
  Wid a cute face a create nuff heat inna di place
  An try nuh touch a button
  If yuh touch a button she a guh try an duh yuh suppen
  An go girl, faah mi naah stop say so
  Go girl, to the rhythm whey a throw
  Go girl, to the bass whey a blow
  
  REPEAT