Lyrics:
You've done too much Much too young Now you're married with a kid When you could be having fun with me (Oh no, no give me no more pickni
You've done too much Much too young Now you're married with a kid When you could be having fun with me (Oh no, no give me no more pickni
you’d a see how it did hard like Lawd oh lawd oh lawd oh lawd Yuh can hear di when di hungry pickni deyah ball Oh lawd oh lawd oh lawd Poverty nuh make fi
team work den di money split Rims spinning tyre dem ah Michelin Tyre shine mek e tyre glistening Big banger ah nuh likkle pickni ting More than four
freaky, freaky gyal Mi love you, love you, love you gyal Mi nah call you nuh eediat gyal You ah smaddy pickni, so mi pree dat, gyal Never, never, never
and the Pickni And it's driving me insane That you have to go far away I pray to the Lord your soul to claim What a sad day Big up Kobe Bryant Bless the days
this battle We never matter how come, we only want the outcome Let Jah Jah pickni have their freedom Things change sin and man, no separation Ras chant,
and mi pickni dem Yuh know mi love yuh And mi ah try everything Fi put smile pon dem face Who have fi mi back Hold mi tight Warm embrace Only jah jah him
pickni Na wan me fi pull out da nut like Krispy Talk bout sumn fi her neck from Tiffany Talk bout how she wan ring dat glisten Gyal come bruk up dat big
these songs before we go out and perform Other guys ain't have this but for us it was the norm Only getting bigger, all these pickni being born I keep
Britney Bro might hit babes you can't lips me Got bare sons and I dont need picknis Got my ting so I don't need pick mes Ready for the war On smoke like
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