Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah, stare a little longer, why don't you?
Roy
I took a lot in
I put a lot out
Had to move cautious
But this is my spot now
Look who was hiding
nothing could stop you
Roy hand and troy p I ain't forgot you
My uncle Joe and Serita even my pops to
If I'm on top then we on top to
Chris and b you
And never fold unless you ROY G. BIV the ponytail
Ken Griffey Jr.
Pop it lunar in your Fenty bloomers
I got some shooters, call em up
You know they're
true
I'm your hero, night and day
Everything's gonna be okay
You don't need some boys to fuck
(Faster, faster, Roy, don't stop)
Roy is dirty, Roy is
Toast inna dancehall style inna U-Roy fashion
Boom
A little Riddim for the massive when we demonstrate
Style a come yard when ini communicate
Spread peace
Roy, your keen, that's why you got pared
Your bragging 'bout your bars fam their not hard
In hard
In hard
In hard
In hard
… hard
In hard
In hard
She
hie easy in fifa
Gob seit nei wedu vo üs wotsch es feat ha
Leany u dimo wie siegfried u roy
Dini frou isch wie barbie kes wunder du toy
Nimm e zug vo
The smallest things got me thinking about you
Like Tim and Faith singing I need you
Roy and Dale riding the silver screen
The smallest thinks got me
I'm deep in the game
With top cool thangs and million dollar planes
I'm a maniac, young boy gone, like a young Roy Jones
You ought of my zone
I'm waiting like some heart attack
Sneaking soul queen, cardiac soundtrack
Sister Nancy or maybe U-Roy?
It's a mission through radio noise
And this
a reaction soundscapin
Whether ground breaking or the ground I'm tasting
With the strength to move mountains I pound the pavement
Wake the town like U-Roy
To my kings and queeeennnsss
On the sceneeeee
You got stay strong in this cold world
To baby girl and baby boy
Never lose ya joy
Box em like you Roy
Real
you killed (Ain't tell bout the colors that get you killed)
They taught us ROY G BIV
Ain't tell bout the colors that get you killed (I'm crying I'm
a King Stitt
De Big Youth a U Roy
Fluyendo sobre el Riddim
De una forma asombrosa
Queda claro que si el Deejay
Toma el micro es otra cosa
Yellowman
Banana Split
Enlatado americano ainda existe
Mas se você quer ser bem melhor, me acredite
Pra ser Hendrix, James Brown, U-Roy, basta apetite
E se for muito
escola, gratidão a cada professor:
Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, U-Roy, Burru Banto, Burning Spear, Black Uhuru
Cultura Sound System que muito me inspirou
Muitos
might be on your radio on every Sunday.
So listen what your DJ plays. (2x)
You-ROY will be gone by the end of the day
Michigan & Smiley in a different
Make a new plan, Stan
You don't need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don't need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
a 10, here's a 20, here's a fuck it take a 100
[Hook]
[Roy]
She got a load on her back
[Magic]
Girl what the hell you been eatin to get a ass like
on board
For some anti-gravity mixing
With two dub plates of U-Roy
Throwdown Stray Cat strut in Bulawayo, hey, Bulawayo
Buddy Rich in Burundi
and quick to let they ass go
UGH!
Roy Roy mama on that shit again!
KAI TAP IN CAUSE EYE NEED YOU BITCH
Them Honkeys fuckin around they done killed Saint Nip!
Are you from Heaven above
Vic Roy your heart is a dub
No scrubs you level up
Unconditionally I show you love
Dun dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun
Earth
Roy
Huh? Heard you was talkin' to cops
Trackin dat boi, like he wit de opps
Pull up to the spot you know we send shots
Huh? Heard you was talkin'
what's happenin
You can go get that Roy, and we gon' get the cabin
And I'ma send a blitz, but we ain't playin' Madden
Yeah, yeah, oh, look, I'm turnt up in
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