Lyrics:
Do wah yuh feel like
Anything you feel like
Inna paradise yeh
Alright den
Time fi fly
Nuh seh one word
Book a flight land dung a sangster
Weh yuh got
Brand new Clark pon foot dat beat wid a bad shirt
Ice ina the gold pon mi neck at the concert
Fly when me want like a damn bird
Trips outa Sangsters
I keep it all hundreds like am sangster
Gotta hundred guns cah man a gangsta
Mi juggle the coke, sometimes ganja
Gi back to di poor the ghetto
bop go deh wid panta son
Di accord drop it off now di lancer cum
Cah believe say you drink Donald sangster rum
A Which gal a own up man
And di man
dem
Sangster's airport close cause nobody nah fly this weekend
If yuh block up di road no wi can't get fined or arrested
Fireman bring the hose, cause
(Milli Music)
Di sharer and di Sangster make gyal start answer
Give di pussy to gangster
She wan' fuck di don 'cause she know me nuh bite
After
out sell out
Oh Lord oh yeah look how dem a sell out sell out
Air Jamaica sell off
Oh yeah, airport Donald Sangster sell off
Look deh down a wharf
town and go ask fi see wassy
Mi smoke fire key 'til mi eye dem glossy
But mi no weed head, mi a wha’ 'til mi dead?
Di Donald Sangster, Manley, and Nanny
gyal & have a likkle fun
Gyal you bright like di moon &
Mi hotta dan di sun
A gyal cyah start ya so
She go affi play reserve
Bare Sangsters inna di
It's a new beginning me a look fah
Me nuh know weh 2009 deh fi 2010, '010
Thank you Father mi eye open
Me spend a bag of Sangster last year
Da year yah
yah
Put more food up pan dah plate yah
Get mi own personal waiter
Gucci sandals
Flight from Donald Sangsters
Rocket launcher tankers as mi land in
cancer
Me name vibrate inna dem head, it ring without a answer
Take a page outta me book, dem sell it dung a Sangster
Like Christian pon the Sabbath, so
Dat a mi mantra
Call mi skull dem Santa
Cause everyday a Christmas
Fi di gangster
Lone Benjamin
Yuh cyah catch me wid a sangster
Big up miss Jen
Weh
gets more bizarre
A sunset rum on their veranda and try to tune this old geetar
So there were soirees at the Sangsters, green-flash chasing on our beach
brampton
All my homies are carrying a handgun
Yaar mere vekh saare hi gangster
Now I am feeling like a sangster
Mithi mithi chaa naal chldi aa feem
Jedi
and to Alka
Me neva beg no bwoy fi no strength or no sponsor
Norman Manley, JFK back to Sangster
Man do it without dem ratings, yeah
Pussy try run up, den
gangster
Pay for da slimaz to go on the trip, she don't know dat she's trafficking bricks from sangster
Suem like munchie and mitzy but lasco's bait now I
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