[Chorus: Leno Banton]

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be your holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now I’m on my own-- you gone sim simma inna bimma

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be you holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now I’m on my own-- you gone sim simma inna bimma

[Verse 1: Leno Banton]

Maybe I’m no king and I got no riches

So I can’t buy you things

But I got love to give

But that's not enough for you

Need hairstyle and you wah the shoes

Gaining the world so yourself you lose

Cyah tell yuh which road fi choose

So you do what you got to do

Now she gone leave me

Every week, man see you inna new front seat

No shame tree, nah hide and dweet

See you standard drop, like jeezam peas

That's not the girl mi used to know

Doing anything fi star the show

Every man seh she hot, to me she cold

[Chorus: Leno Banton]

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be you holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now I’m on my own-- you gone sim simma inna bimma

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be you holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now I’m on my own-- you gone sim simma inna bimma

[Verse 2: Leno Banton]

Mi hope the drive it sweet you

Have you own space so you nah get squeeze up

No pot hole and the A/C please you

And you new man seh him nah mistreat you

'Cause you never like tek the bus

No public love but mi try mi luck

Tek mi swing but me a out fi ducks

Seems like I got no luck with love

A my fault seh mi try get close to you?

A my fault me feel mi coulda open up

But a me did fool, or a you so cruel?

'Cause you, for me mi just couldn’t get enough

Seem like mi never rock your boat

Girl, how you so cut-throat?

You switch pon me like remote

[Chorus: Leno Banton]

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be you holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now you gone sim simma inna bimma

I used to be tha’ nigga you’d call to fluff you pillow

But not again, because mi cyah build you a villa

I used to be you holmes; laughing, talking on the phone

Now you gone sim simma inna bimma--

[Verse 3: Iotosh]

Girl, you never used to be materialistic

I thought you'd stay down with me 'til we wig split

Lips that spoke of love lied and left me missing your mystic

While a next man a taste you lipstick

You get blinded by the lights when you see the wrist flick

Benz drive live, now you want a stick shift

Need for speed, sports car, fast bike-- fast life (a that you like)

Five-Star hotel treatment (a that you like)

I really wish you all the best in life

I really wish that I coulda provide

The lifestyle that you always wanted to live

But the truth is, all I got is love to give

Want shade under green leaves but skipping the root

Flower child gone wild, you blooming fi the root

Me will gwaan work cause hard labour bring the fruit

But it's sad cause I knew you

[Outro: Iotosh]

I used to be that nigga

I used to fluff you pillow

Right where you lay your head

Back when we shared a bed