Lyrics:
LIKE OH
GIRL GIRL
BABY GIRL I GO DEY FIND YOU YEAH YEAH
FIGHTING FOR YOU NA THE ONLY THING I DO
BABY YOU KNOW SAY ME I DEY FALL FOR YOU
BY THE TIME
the bucket
(Fruits de Mer) - Langoustine a-go-go
(Fruits de Mer) Eatin' all kinds of undersea things
You want to go out, want to go out to a shoe shop
Will I
The way she looks the way she cooks
Bam bam
The way she do the things she do
Bam bam
This kind girl i no fit leave am
Her picture her stature is she
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
'Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
ain't our kind of bar
Let's just go on out and get back in the car
Cause there's gonna be trouble
Ain't no sense in taking a chance
We was getting up
the light
Oh the further I go the less I delight
As I am laid low by the edges of life
These days all I got are questions like
What role does shame play
do the same thing
Bruh that’s kind of obvious
I say there’s room for us both but who am I?
And people seem to be cool
With confusing you and I but I’m
I'd be coming back
Next Saturday night on rooster hill
so I took Cortez home and laid him in his cage
He was up and about in a couple of days
Hopin'
dalila may be i'll just pass-away or
may be i'll stay but i feel alive with you and i fe
el some
kind of heaven when i feel deep inside her i feel some
to a conclusion (Conclusion)
I need to focus on me
I'm feeling on top of the world
Nothing gonna hold me back
Take it step by step
As I walk with pride (Walking
where Yeshua laid his head
The Saviour was surrounded by sour smells
God from heaven descended into our hell
Not all heroes wear capes
Some of them become
Gonna
Give you what you ask for
Chico make your back blown
Grab you by your handles
Chilling in your sandals
Hair back, natural
Workin them angles
Baby
excersizin'
Do it, laid back like I been reclinin'
Yet my presence loud as almost seven sirens
Myself I'm forever findin'
Soul searchin', every night I find it
I wish something different was on
A new age sound that you hate at first
Thought I'd turn out some kind of way
Down in the archive remembering myself
Outta my outta my
Outta my mind
Getting pissed
We've returned this is our time
You can not
No you can't replace our kind
You can dip the comp
In
My thoughs and my memories
are spirited by the wind.
All those dreamed things that I know they will not be.
But now, I see an island,
a place were I
Yeah, listen
Everybody wants to know what's goin' on in my life
But it's none of your business, every thing's alright
It's not the kind of car I drive
When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side
No matter wrong or right sayin' it's gonna be alright
No one'll hold you tight, no one'll
She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time
it’s supposed to be darling
That’s ok, that’s ok.
I don’t always have, have a purpose for doing things you like.
What’s this? Some kind of apology.
The kind trips my mind dey take
No be for everybody o
My type of vibe, the kind of drive
It's not for everybody
The kind things wey man dey chase o,
back, but now he's uptempo
[ L.V. ]
I never had a chance to see him
Never heard nothin but bad things about him
Brother, I'm depending on you
To tell me
pull out my 44 and bust ya
Yo babe, no time for fakin' jacks
'Cause niggas who fake jacks get laid on their backs
The streets is real can't roll without
mother by her first name
I ain't touch it on the first date
You got them curves I'm feelin first place
Let's run it back I need to concentrate
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