Lyrics:
say, "Hey, Mr. DJ, play that one again!"
Well, this a reggae music weh the people dem defend
And from now till a morning, vibes it nah go end
Me love
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
dance to Reggae and Calypso
See the killers make racks, it's vital (feet)
She only dance to Reggae and Calypso
B-bare boom bang for a rival (feet)
HK,
And they say kind of music you play like R&B
Said I only play that music for those who smoke weed
And you want to know my roots and now where I come from
it might be hard for her to manage something of such magnitude. Her aunt was convinced that the time was now; she told her husband of Shaine’s struggle
I can't afford today
A promise broken on a stone mountain cold
You left me higher, now I'm singing for my soul
Reggae Blues. Reggae Blues
I built
and I asked her if she wanted to freak
"She did the freak!" (6X)
{*reggae patois - can't follow*}
[Ahmad]
Dig it now she want to freak, well here's my
cover
Island lover
To kiss and caress her under cover
She cannot take it no more she's got one foot trough the door
Need some time by herself she
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
on gettin' wet
It's over for the rookies, she on with the vets
I ball in Miami, Wade, James, and Bosh
I do it in the A, Joe, Johnson, Josh
Yes, I be ballin',
Uhmm ahn
Yeah
I'm feelin' lonely right now
Just feelin' lonely now, now
I say make she come my house
She say she dey lowkey for now
I feel I'm lonely
Intro
Warrior for life, sweet reggae music again now good vibration ooh nanana
This feeling is so strong , never can get you wrong sweet reggae music
obi
She bad she good
I’m craving
Say she got love fi me nuh
Uhhhhh
Like me got love fi di Gyal
Uhhuhm
She give it up fi me now
Uhhhhhh
So me gimme all
now
Me nor wish you any evil now now
I Dey sing for my ghetto youths
Nor dey use your reggae spoil my blues
I Dey sing for my people now now
Me nor wish
and then
Through e-mails and postcards
She tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta, reggae
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la la la la la
'Tis the season to be jolly
Fa la la la la la la la la
Don we now our reggae apparel
size, baby, and I ain't your type
[Kool Keith]
Check it
Your honey's fly, but she wants me; I'm all that
She's perpetratin' like she never even
size, baby, and I ain't your type
[Kool Keith]
Check it
Your honey's fly, but she wants me; I'm all that
She's perpetratin' like she never even
Yeah
Etana: Wo oh oh
Sweet, yeah
Yeah eh eh eh
Yeah eh eh eh eh eh yeah
Junior Gong: Now played by the King
Love is all I bring
Voice of the one
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now
you hold it
Then you're out on the floor
Reggae, Reggae, Reggae, Reggae
See the faces passing
Smile in time
She says if you're lookin'
and then
Through e-mails and post-cards, she tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rosta Reggae
pene
She give headie headie, my tracksuit Louis now covered in Fenty
Used to put a light in the cling and it still din't stop it smellin' like petty
She's a music lover and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more
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