Lyrics:
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
like tu-du-du-du
Sean Paul playing, "Like Glue"
Every last word ringing true-true-true-true
Spending summers with you
Can't be anyone just
face? No case
Drug deals easy, more booze is lookin' like space
Jean Paul Gaultier, see-through Jamaican tank top
Hopped out the two-tone, Lord, made
and turn it
When you bounce and turn it, turn it-it
Love the way that you get me started
Ayy, Valentino Khan
Sean Paul
Justin Quiles
La promesa
Rich
hurry, I know I'm gonna get you
You don't wanna hurt me, baby don't worry, I ain't gonna let you
Let me tell you now
My love is strong enough to last
what we tell dem say
Sean da Paul longside Collie Buddz a bun it
We a bun cause a fun it
Weh me tell ya dis legalize
Lion face tell dem legalize,
prince
With purple rain up in my cup
When it get tense I never flinch
That hunter pinch is by my gut
What the fuck oh thats a nine
That broad with me oh
the long arm
You ice grillin' me boy You better be Paul Wall
Get strong armed Free, Smoked for a Pall mall
Now you done stepped in the cage with the wrong
we've been
Talked to you Thinking of you
Drop by any time
Bobby, there's a concert on Tuesday
Hank and Mary get into town tomorrow
How about
Zone out, with Sean Combs and bizzy-bone out (I see you in the club)
And by one, I'm gettin' thrown out
Mami, got her toes out, ain't one army can
DJ Khaled
I'll pick you up in my ride
Make sure you waitin' outside when I pull up
I told my niggas I can't slide (No, no)
Just to be right by
baby, I make 'em work them hips
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
And you get it how you love it, do
baby, I make 'em work them hips
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
And you get it how you love it, do
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
tired of the cold book a flight
Sean Paul bae just give me the light
I stay hidden I stay outta sight
On coming traffic, my future too bright
Know we stay
Probably why this shit with me get crazy and we lost a baby
And everybody around me think I'm the one
But we all just one of ones
And I'm walkin' out
a Paul Allen in vacant loft
Warrants bein' filed for the cases fought
And them drugs get obtained by debatin' cost
You ain't Superman when that cape is
hit it right come in with an appetite
You my type, you got what I like
Look into my eyes you already know the vibes
I come alive in the night, Sean Paul
about to get it
Like how she move her body
So I'm about to hit it
Now put it on her (put it on her)[Repeat: x4]
Baby tell me if your ready to go
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
or wether them black yow
Wether dem slim or wether dem phat yow
Sean a Paul we deh ya we a sting and we a shock yow
We have dem under lock down
Born fi give
Back by poular deman, it's magic
Dedicated (yeah)
When Carlito was dying
He see the shadow of his girl dancing with the baby
Like fuck it,
(featuring Elephant Man)
[Elephant Man]
Biz Markie and Elephant Man, we sensei
Bump fair ladies like Sean Paul, okay, c'mon!
[Biz Markie]
Ladies
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