Honey bees on the porch
Orange trees, summer's over
Fall indeed, hardly sober
What's your dream of reality?
Got that stripe on me like a bee, bee, bee
Operandi modus, clean
Never give a damn, I'ma run my scene
Got that stripe on me like a bee, bee, bee
Operandi modus, clean
Oh, oh
I'ma run your scene
Competition, me I no dey do
But if you like friction, a fi' call my goons
Dem go judge you, whatever you do
Might as well dance on to your own tune
Turn on the radio, make I go catch my vibes
Cruel Santino
Mr. Money with the vibes
Now that the moments right
And I'm looking in your eyes
Tell me the truth, no lies (Lala)
Will you stay by my side?
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh, ooh,
Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, ooh
Stripe on me like a bee, bee, bee
Operandi modus, clean
Never give a damn, I'ma run my scene
Got that stripe on me like a bee, bee, bee
Operandi modus, clean
Oh, oh
I'ma run your scene
Honey bees on the porch
Orange trees, summer's over
Fall indeed, hardly sober
What's your dream of reality?