Lyrics:
Blessed gotta be di healing of di nation
Founded on di grave of king Solomon
1st Klase and Dohla, Sean da Paul
Floating away, i am feeling high (up
Yeah, well, yuh dun know it's all about de herb
In dis world, the rest seh Looga Man
An' me an' de weed an' yuh dun know
Longside Sean Paul, de girls
songs (hey now), of melodies pure and true (Hey now!)
Singing, this is my message to you...
[Verse 2: Sean Paul]
Hey yo! Hey yo! Hey yo!
Bless up
a bird,
Because you fulla sherm,
And by the way, fuck what u heard boy
[Hook (2x)]
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
My nigga fuck it what u heard
You need to find out
Paul fi all di gal dem
Babygirl don't cry no more
Yuh tell me seh a can't
Take di pain no longer
There's a way and worth fi sure
Yuh know seh Sean Paul
Sean Paul:
This one is for all the sexy ladies
Yeah man
Pack it up now, buck it up now, pack it up now, buck it up yo
Shaggy:
Sexy, Sean Paul do
Sean Paul:
This one is for all the sexy ladies
Yeah man
Pack it up now, buck it up now, pack it up now, buck it up yo
Shaggy:
Sexy, Sean Paul do
whip
And shake them thangs and hit four, five six
Below you ain't know get at me
Sean Donn, Hemp dogg and moe
It's a bomb type weed now
no, no, no
Cau if u follow dem people
U end up wid noting
Your mama tell u seh u nuh
Fi mix up wid certain group
Unno listen Sean a Paul and me
A tell
your hands up
San Juan Puerto Rico I got my man Touch
My nigga Sean Paul big up big up
It's that R (Dot) O, B (Dot) B
In Jamaica we smoke kiki kiki
keep a freak in it
Keek Da Sneak got a beat in it
E-40 still sick wid it
Clench a fist tough for Tupac
For Biggie Smalls still it don't stop
For DiaTribe
around)
Back that ass up, wine go down
(shake that ting, wine go down)
Verse 4: Sean Paul
I'm the Sean Paul from the home of the strip club
I don't trip, I
dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah
mamacita, whoa
Vibrate for me, mamacita
Two Mojito pon di rocks wid a Margarita, you ready now?
Aright just tell di 'nother chika
She Sean Paul ah feature
gal, woman and yuh dun mek it
Every man round di town seh den waan set it
But Sean-A-Paul alone a weh yuh waan set it
Every day we correct it so mi go
yo bitch I'm here
Paul revere
Run it back run it back run it back run it back
Paul revere
Run an tell yo bitch I'm here
Paul revere
Run an tell yo
need the money, money (everybody needs that money)
Insane, you know? Blaow, blaow, (whoa, whoa)
Whoa, whoa
Sean Da Paul need the money, money
style dem a bite Jah know
Full a links like browser, but wi Beat It alone enuh dawg, ano Mike
Sick pon di beat wid Di Dakta dawg,
big up Devin Dem nuh
inna di zone (pull up, pull up)
Gi dem di big bone
Sean-da-Paul and me deh yah, weh we tell 'em pon di throne
Lockin' in just like that
Di gyal dem
and crank it,
Baby girl you know i love you but you follow yu friend dem,
Now you gonna break Sean Paul heart in two,
You have the dapper all a bawl and all
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
show on Netflix ever
Lebron James said he thought it could've ended better (word)
Niggas really out here gettin' knocked out by Jake Paul
Deontay
Import the strap
And mek it clap
Like Sean Paul
Cut briks
Bun spliffs
Get High
Like a flight
Pon westjet
So the thing set
So the thing set
Word
*sung by Otis & Shug*
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Sick Wid it baby, yeahehyeahyeahehyeahhahah
Let`s get Sick Wid It baby
Said I`m gonna get so
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