Lyrics:
Whassup African
Whassup African
Yo the Haiti, Barbados, Bahamas, Grenada
The war is against love, we under attack
Paris, Pyar, St. Thomas, Dior
St. Thomas
Tenemos los Diego sello Maradona
Diamantes de Sierra Leona (Leona)
La guardia comprada está comiendo donas
Aumentan las Madonna's
got so drunk she was restrained
And her husband slipped away
Ray Davies had a tracheotomy
He was at St. Thomas' Hospital in London, aged thirteen
by the state
in '54
amid the nuclear war
one tenth a man
Sub project -8
Montreal was just great
St. Thomas was a blast
and Belmont went to fast
Oh'
Just pick up four gyal reach pon di total
Leff St. Thomas Reach Portland
You know me must hurt up she and her friend dem fada
Leff Portland gah
sayin', you rollin' with Nastradamus
we flowin' to St. Thomas
jewelry box full of stones so I can change diamonds
matchin' masterpieces on black
fable
So I'm leaving for St. Thomas
Leaving you for old St. Thomas
For the dawn will always break your arms
That circle of your promise
But I know you
is out of stock, huh
I was in St. Thomas on a yacht, huh
Balenciaga slippers on a dock, huh
How much that cost, bitch alot, huh
They don't want to see
los vendí en 36
Por party ya estoy cobrando 6
Me compré un X6, ah
Tengo 18 y vivo facturando
Los trabajos subiendo y bajando
Los catcho en St.
All went into town but I chose to stay
Fixed the uke and played it for some kicks
Time was ending soon so we got ready
Sailed into St. Thomas for a day
beneath the tree
Cause' I am coming home
Guess where I'll be found
On the 401, St. Thomas bound
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Yeah, uh, yeah
These are my one St. Thomas flows
Me and my niggas and some Madonna hoes
That look just like virgins
But trust they down to go
(Verse 1)
In the wards of St. Thomas', where the sick and wounded lie,
A nightingale's nurse tends to them, with a gentle sigh.
Her hands, a healing
And even then sleeping in heavenly peace
Stopped by to see St.Thomas
On a cold and dreary New York afternoon
Something in the air was oh, so rare
I don't
And Philip Larkin, he stuck it out
In a library in Hull
And Dylan Thomas, he died drunk in
St. Vincent's hospital
I will lie at your feet
I will kneel
And Philip Larkin, he stuck it out
In a library in Hull
And Dylan Thomas, he died drunk in
St. Vincent's hospital
I will lie at your feet
I will kneel
forced to defense
They charged him with looting and murder his patrons and generous friends
he'd left his crew at St.Thomas, to guard his honor from
it back in one
Piece is what I can't promise
Game timing while these niggas
Out here fake grinding
Plugged out in St thomas
Niggas better pay homage
Whippin' excursion like Giggs
Bad like Mad Max and Bigs
Pussy, cyan diss e St. Thomas native
Head open up like one bridge (trouble, weh)
Fresh Louie V,
De St Vincent Trinidad
De Granada y Martinique
Las de Aruba y de Belize
Antigua Anguila y St Lucia
De St Thomas las de Haiti
De St Croix y las de Cuba
bless me fi shame badmind with hit song
Yo, Anju Blaxx
Yo, Dre Skull
You know a true story don't?
And you know how di ting go
From St. Thomas
and I warned ya
Can't fuck with that 10th ward St. Thomas
And on the V.L., and on the V.L., can't fuck with them boys on V.L.
Apple and Eagle so real
one hit
When you ever heard a rapper bust like this?
Uptown, Third Ward, that Calliope
Melpomene, Magnolia, the home of dope
St. Thomas, Lafitte,
is out of stock, huh
I was in St. Thomas on a yacht, huh
Balenciaga slippers on a dock, huh
How much that cost, bitch alot, huh
They don't want to see
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