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It's just like you to fret like you do So take the afternoon and maybe someday soon
Anyhow it gone bad already can't stop him now We've got to survive some way some how Nuh fret and mawga down better must come From the Lord ordain thy will must be done
You know I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil that mean me no haffe fret Selassie is my shield and my guide And Him will always be by my side
Now man was born to go a lovin' But was a woman born to weep and fret And stay at home and tend her oven And down her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes
I'm a play you like a poker chip, that's what you get I bet your fret, sweat, and regret you met The titan of fighting, exciting when writing, you trifling toy-boy
But mi check dem have a next baby father Well a four youth mi get although mi a fret Cause every girl weh fi step in a mi crip yes All now mi nuh see di next three yet
But mi check dem have a next baby father Well a four youth mi get although mi a fret 'Cause every girl weh fi step in a mi crip yes All now mi nuh see di next three yet
[chorus] Claudette Pretty little pet, Claudette Never let me fret, Claudette Well she's the prettiest little girl that I have ever met
And you can't say love is true until it's tried So there ain't no need to fret You're gonna get just a little wet But you won't go under with the thunder
Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry Now a man is born to go a lovin' A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and Tend her over And drown the past regrets In coffee and cigarettes! I'm moanin' all the mornin' And mournin' all the night And in between it's nicotine
t dawg i hate that place want to see me and HFE whino a womans cry flys want to do my girlfriend dry fret of a auto ride will come up, don't ever say "what winona does" Lord 'cause they think I'm turning up
And wanted you to act like you was on a hunt I used to see my homeboys frown and fret For a girl that always tryin' to play hard to get I know I caught it myself, I must admit
Dem folks they couldn't douse my cane Learn to the mean For brad pick 'e had Slapped in the face Strapped down I get sunset to sunset With no sweat yet Cooin' our fret By the doves them hold me I'm picky with precision I've made my decision then Death itself can't hold us down But the seeds of progress them done get sow My talk back Broke
Got what I got the hard way And Ill make it better each and every day So honey don't you fret Cause you ain't seen nothing yet
When they tell me to fear they law When they tell me to try to Have some fret in my heart behind the things that they do This is what I think in my mind
Tell me what you've been reading the day and the TV Make me laugh for a while when I fret Then let me remember, I cannot forget Don't be scared in the morning Just be scared for tonight
Zoom zoom, zoom zoom Rhythm lead your ace The future doesn't fret me If I can only get me Someone to slap that bass
Yet year on year the greedy tide Swelled from the west unsatisfied And ever with impatient fret Gnawed at the human banquet And many with madness in their eyes Stared gibbering at the white hot skies Where foul birds circled overhead Shadowing the living and the dead S
Some of them are friends just as they were Some of them are gentle, some can fret Some of them are crowding closer every passing year
Those happy days are here again, Sing a song of cheer again. If you worry, if you fret, if you're getting deep in debt, Let your frown turn summerset, get yourself a good quartet.
I should care if the wind blows east or west I should fret if the worst looks like the best I should mind if they say it can't be true
Skills on the hills so I guess he steals a crew If you're on his dick, don't fret, I'm on his dick, too Got a bag of tricks, but he ain't pulling rabbits
Their petty complaints, stupid restraints ain't gonna work. It's all to cheese and regret, don't fret, just push it away. And say I'm like the wind, relentless and irritating.
Gal big up your chest Some waiting and cyaan exhale yet But mi girl no bother fret (and dem a sing)