Countdown Original Mix

Yo, yo, yo. Nu Jam, J Mac, Sparks, where you deh? Nu Jam, two Jedi, Bubbling sparks. Big in the game. Come on! Ruby deh, where deh? This is Ruby Dub. Original bad john boy from Hillbrow, so I beg you better talk at all. True name. Hyper, where you deh? Hey yo, it's Hyperactive, AKA Red Monkey, AKA piss on your favorite MC. Peace. Yo, Arbie, where you deh? Yep, yep, This is MC Arbie. Yeah, man, it's Nu Jam. Big tings a gwaan. Madness, toughness, rude boy. Yes, yes, big up H today. Yo, J Mac, where you deh? Jam family, come on. It's the countdown, baby. It's the countdown, baby. No ifs, no buts, no maybes. No ifs, no buts, no maybes. Five. It's the countdown, baby. Four. It's the countdown, baby. Three. No ifs, no buts, no maybes. Two. No ifs, no buts, no maybes. One, On the road, yo, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. On the road, yo, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. Yo, everybody move to the floor. It's like they don't wanna dance no more. The vibes is poppin', drinks is flowing. And look around, there's ladies galore. Girls from north, girls from east. And I can see a couple chicks from south And west. Look at her designer shoes. Look at her designer dress. Yeah, I can see bumper and breast. I can see manicured toes and legs. The whole club's looking like a catwalk show. Everybody dressed to impress. You know me, I keep it fresh to death. Girls to the right, girls to the left. Half of these girls is single. And some of them are looking to test. On the road, here we go, Taking off, We're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. On the road, yo, here we go, Taking off, We're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. Hear the riddle of that Bad boy shizzle my skizzle. It's lyrically a shizzle for rizzles. Me like road like a rizzle. Burn down everything and make it all shizzle. Heat up the girl put fire in the middle. Make her waistline swivel. Light pon mute, I'll tell you the middle. Shizzle my dizzle. I got that bad boy sound. Got the whole club still locked down. Sexy gyal them turn it around. Wind it up, baby, and go back down. I got that rude boy flow. For all the gyal them black and yellow. Ultra violet sick in the glow. Pon the right chick, I rub it on the Low. On the road, yo, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. On the road, yo, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. Remember 1996 to 1999. When I brought you my front button, back 3D Button. And I got the tongue that'll blow your Mind. Smooth operator's back by popular demand, You see. Ladies can't get enough of me. So wipe on the inside, make a little I'm On a mission for you. Let me see the Lady dem a wine inside the venue. Booties to beat a balloon. Let me see the lady a wine inside the Venue. This is Arbie deh pon the mic for You. Come to the rave in a bubbling crew. I got the pass if you know what to Do. Get bubbling inside the venue. On the road, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, yo, bounds to blow like oh-oh, oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh. On the road, yo, here we go, yo. Taking off, we're the stars of the show, yo. Lose control, bounds to blow like oh-oh, oh-oh, Here we go, oh-oh