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Roots Manuva( Rodney Hylton Smith )

Inna

Lyricist:Rodney Hylton Smith

I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna

There were trendy wannabes staring in my face
As I stepped to the place I could taste eclair
Tall head, small head, enough shape to hair
Swinging out blabber with the coin to spare

Me, myself, I only got five quick to spend
And once I've broken this note my pockets on a bend
Supping on a brew so my vibe gets stirred
Feeling kind of brave as my vision is blurred

Skeets in the place, they blow my mind
I rehearse my approach and I bides my time
Second thoughts of last one, these stress my nights
So I was just content with them sights

Wore me and my Jack-Joan, alone getting down
Freaking to the sound as the bass spins around
I'm inna

I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna

Clutching at the bar side, taking in the view
Press luck, trying to scrounge me a next pint of brew
Find a relevant spot, see I know nobody
So I assume the role of some tender somebody

To attract the attention of some cat with some doe
Be it Jane or Flo', I'm slick-quick, got flow
Looking down at my feet, tender written 'cross my face
Hoping some skee aids my case

Twenty minutes pass and I gets no joy
I bring storm-dinner gear 'fore my plan deployed
It was a skee behind the bar, almost dark as me
Needed a drink so her dream lover had to be me

I said, 'Honey, I love the way you work that square
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I know you's a ten and you got nice hair'
I blew she two kisses, two tries and I misses
Third time lucky, I'm hitting the target

She's warming to my vibe, looking deep into my eyes
I'm spewing out lies but she's none the wiser
I can't find my bredren with my twenty pound note
I'm feeling kind of hoarse in the throat?

She steps to the brew tap, pumps me a brew
I said 'Hon, I really don't expect this of you'
Pushed the brew to my hand and I grips it tight
Turns her back and I slips out of sight, I'm inna

I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna

Back in the midst of them sweaty boogie folks
A cat comes up and tries to sell me some smoke
I said, 'What you got, weed or hash?' She said, 'Hash'
'I don't smoke that but I'll take a quick blast'

It was a potent cocktail, this hash and brew
I flips, acting like I'm not known to do
Strips down to my waist, I was feeling hot
Getting wild sensations from my head to my

In a drunken stupor, sweating on this skeet
And company of us cats, they didn't want to keep
In came my bartending friend and two bouncers

Accusing me of theft, Lord knows I should've left
But this buzz in me was like grinning up my jaw
Before I knew shit I were flat 'pon the floor, Inna, man

I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna

I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna
I'm inna, I'm inna, I'm inna