Ah-e-a-oh Lyrics - Pure Pleasure - Shaggy

Ah-E-A-Oh 

It's like that to the maximum 

Shaggy, Sylvia 

Rub-a-dub injection for them 

She say 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

If only you know me, woman you're looking lonely 

Give me your name and number number, is it Ruta or it Naomi 

You no know me, can't blow me, stop talking baloney 

Try to control me but you know you couldn't hold me 

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Respect you need to show me when deh ya my man's my homie 

Inject you like a cassette to Dicay or it's a Sony 

Woman a camouflage at nothing but the fucking phoney 

Fat or an bony, look like macaroni 

Saddle up gal the hula-hula, ride mi pony 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Reach inna your body, things a run red 

Sylvia deh ya now me and mi text draw on a dread 

Give me the 45 now bust, knock out, no bust no lead 

Lyrical entertainment what me give them instead 

Sylvia, Mr. Shaggy up inna the call friends 

Sting and Robert for production again 

With no rub-ub, with no skin out we naw beg no friend 

This one we bill out fi the gal pickney them 

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Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Look how the gal them a bubble and wine 

Pump up a swing out pon the front line 

She wine, she ram, she do the pump and everything combine 

The blister of the shake on them the splitted be a slime 

Sting a lead them in the rhythm while the Sylvia arrive 

This are Shaggy and Sylvia lyrically combine 

Flatbush combination wicked and vile 

This time we're thin for foreign kin so watch with profile 

We're wicked and wicked and wicked and wicked 

And wicked and wicked and wild 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Gal start fi move and the man them say aah 

Rub-a-dub-a fling like the massive say hey 

Hand inna the air and everybody shout hey 

Gal a dotty gal and then the man them say ho 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

If only you know me, woman you're looking lonely 

Give me your name and number, is it Ruta or it's Naomi 

You no know me, can't blow me, stop talking baloney 

Try to control me but you know you couldn't hold me 

Respect you need to show me when deh ya my man's my homie 

Inject you like a cassette to Dicay or it's a Sony 

Woman a camouflage at nothing but the fucking phoney 

Fat or an bony, muddle like macaroni 

Sit down pon the hm-hm, saddle up, ride mi pony 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Reach inna your body, things a run red 

Sylvia deh ya now me and mi text draw on a dread 

Give me the 45 now bust, knock out, no bust no lead 

Lyrical entertainment me go give them instead 

Sylvia and Shaggy up inna the call friends 

Sting and Robert for production again 

With no rub-ub, with no skin out we naw beg no friend 

This one we bill out fi the gal pickney them, sing 

Aaah, ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Look how the gal them a bubble and wine 

Pump up a swing out pon the front line 

She wine and ram, she do the pump and everything combine 

The blister of the shake on them the splitted be a slime 

Sting a lead them in the rhythm while the Sylvia arrive 

This are Shags man and Sylvia lyrically combine 

The Flatbush combination wicked and vile 

This time we're thin for foreign kin so watch with profile 

So we're wicked and wicked and wicked and wicked 

And wicked and wicked and vile, what sing 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh 

Ah-E-A-Oh