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Vybz Kartel – Long Live Jamaica Lyrics

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[Intro: Marcus Garvey]

[Chorus]
Long Live Jamaica
Country of the great men, the brave, strong woman dem
And always remember
We hero dem weh fight fi mek we better

[Verse 1]
Yesterday mi did a trouble Ms. Brown
See a likkle old ooman a hustle through town
Wid a big back, look at har face, bare frown
A juvenile seh mummy mek mi help out
Travel wid har go to di bus, sit down
Him get a “thank yuh” & walk back inna ‘e crowd
Mi feel proud so mi affi say it out loud
“Jamaica Land We Love”

[Chorus]
Long Live Jamaica
Country of the great men, the brave, strong woman dem
And always remember
We hero dem weh fight fi mek we better

[Verse 2]
Usain Bolt [?] mommy hero
Still seh Donald Quarrie till mi life out
Tacky crown cya never ever come down
Nana crown deh yah same way a Nana Town
Mi favorite hero a Paul Bogle
Was a pastor weh fight anuh like now
Sam Sharpe sacrifice cover us is like cloud
Marcus Garvey [?] say
[?]

[Chorus]
Long Live Jamaica
Country of the great men, the brave, strong woman dem
And always remember
We hero dem weh fight fi mek we better

[Verse 1]
Yesterday mi did a trouble Ms. Brown
See a likkle old ooman a hustle through town
Wid a big back, look at har face, bare frown
A juvenile seh mummy mek mi help out
Travel wid har go to di bus, sit down
Him get a “thank yuh” & walk back inna ‘e crowd
Mi feel proud so mi affi say it out loud
“Jamaica Land We Love”

[Chorus]
Long Live Jamaica
Country of the great men, the brave, strong woman dem
And always remember
We hero dem weh fight fi mek we better

Kash Doll – Paid Bitches Lyrics

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[Intro]
No fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches

[Refrain]
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (No fuck niggas)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (Know you mad)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Real niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches)

[Verse 1]
Kash, there’s only one of her
Y’all don’t even know what the cold streets done to her
This is an obituary, servin’ all customers
Kinda like a cemetery, all these hoes under her
Bitches ain’t rappin’ right, I’ma call the coroner
Plus I got an appetite, hungry as a foreigner
Step in the room, nobody be ignorin’ her
See a lil’ ass, wanna see a lil’ more of her
But you can’t fuck every nigga that you meet
Bougie for the green, movie, preview
Coochie, panties, Gucci, see through
Poke it on out, let a little booty peek through
Bitch, I’m in beast mode, like I got a cheat code
And I’m from the street, ho
Quick to let the heat blow
Pussy like a hurricane, Florida, Puerto Rico
Flow on Disney, wet, Nemo, uh

[Chorus]
Whip it right and make him want the rock
Trappin’ hard, I’m right up on the block
Pack the car and drive it to your spot
Avatar, I got the bluest watch
In my life, yeah, I done lost a lot
Bitch, I get my money off the top
Heard ’em say I wasn’t gonna pop
‘Til they heard a couple hundred shots

[Verse 2]
Bet your mouth get wet when you see me too
I know my alphabets, I’m on my P’s and Q’s
Kash snap, this is season two
I take your oxygen, I want no reason to
I come from the dead zone
Known for being violent
Brown skin and redbones
Niggas be so childish
I shake it like a red nose
Heaven when I ride it
He only give me head though
I don’t let him get inside it, uh
Kash reigns forever
My shit just wetter, nigga, can’t you tell her? Uh
If a bitch ain’t me, then she can’t be better
Money good, but I still hit a stain whatever
But serve the trap
You heard of that, the birds is patched
You heard the clap, the dirt is packed
You get lowered in the Earth in fact
We all turn to crack
Now was it worth the scratch?
I’m from the murder cap’

[Chorus]
Whip it right and make him want the rock
Trappin’ hard, I’m right up on the block
Pack the car and drive it to your spot
Avatar, I got the bluest watch
In my life, yeah, I done lost a lot
Bitch, I get my money off the top
Heard ’em say I wasn’t gonna pop
‘Til they heard a couple hundred shots

[Refrain]
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (No fuck niggas)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (Fuck with bad bitches)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Made niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches)
Don’t touch, nigga, what the fuck, nigga? No fuck niggas (Fuck niggas, uh-uh)
You mad bitches, but bad bitches fuck with bad bitches (You don’t know)
If I fuck niggas, so what? Bitches, they made niggas (Top niggas)
They call us hoes and bitches, so what, nigga? We paid bitches (Paid bitches, uh)

[Outro]
No fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches
Fuck niggas
Paid bitches
Made niggas
Paid bitches

Kash Doll – On Sight Lyrics

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[Intro: Trey Songz]
One time if you nasty (If you nasty)
Got La Perla on you, keep it fancy (Uh, yeah)
I’ma give you somethin’ you can feel
Keep you trippin’ like a spill, yeah

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I know what you like (Yeah)
And it’s on sight, it’s on sight
Fuckin’ all night (Yeah)
I know what you like, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And it’s on sight, on sight
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh
It’s rainin’ dollars on this bed, that shit romantic (That shit romantic)
Keep them heels on, I’m lovin’ how that ass sit (How that ass sit)
You know what I like, yeah, yeah
And it’s on sight
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Kash Doll]
Know you like to see me in nothin’ but somethin’ silky
You love how I talk to you dirty, that shit be filthy
I love how you bend me over, hands down where my heels be
Throw it like a Frisbee, fuck you like you miss me
You know that that Dom P keep me feelin’ tipsy
Baby, you so deep that I can feel it where my ribs be
Said that pussy look just like a two piece, crispy
Rough sex, know I like to keep that shit risky
Open up the safe, want you to fuck me on the bands, though
Roleplay, serve me like you trappin’ out the bando
Ain’t no panties, bitch, he love it when I go commando
Said it’s on sight and I completely understand, woah

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I know what you like (What you like)
And it’s on sight (On, yeah)
Fuckin’ all night (Yeah)
I know what you like, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And it’s on sight (On sight)
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh
It’s rainin’ dollars on this bed, that shit romantic (That shit romantic)
Keep them heels on, I’m lovin’ how that ass sit (How that ass sit)
You know what I like, yeah, yeah
And it’s on sight (On sight)
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh

[Verse 2: Kash Doll]
He want the whole night, wanna put me on the top
Now he talkin’ on sight like he lookin’ for the opps
He told me they should probably sell this pussy in a jar
Then he put me in the car and then he took me to the stars
From the trap game to the street game to the rap game, that’s a money thing
I stack change when the beat change, in a black Range, that’s a money thing
I love it when we kick it in your town (In your town)
Got another show, so I can stick around
We can drink a little more
Fuck me on the floor
And you know I can go
All night, all night, yeah

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I know what you like (What you like, yeah)
And it’s on sight (On sight)
Fuckin’ all night (Yeah)
I know what you like, yeah, yeah (Yeah, on sight)
And it’s on sight (On sight)
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh
It’s rainin’ dollars on this bed, that shit romantic (That shit romantic)
Keep them heels on, I’m lovin’ how that ass sit (How that ass sit)
You know what I like, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And it’s on sight (On sight)
Fuckin’ all night, uh-huh

James Arthur – Quite Miss Home Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I’m in the kitchen while you smoke outside
You’re careful not to let the smoke inside
I always tell you it’s poison
But I know it helps you take the edge off the day
We get a drink before it’s closing time
The one on High Street with the blinking sign
All of these memories feel poignant
I won’t be there to see the snow melt away

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I been gone on business
I gotta make some money
I really feel the distance

[Chorus]
And I quite miss home
And I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door
‘Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
Yeah, I quite miss home
‘Cause it feels like poetry
When the rain falls down on the window
While you’re in my arms and we’re watching the TV
Yeah, I quite miss home
Yeah, I quite miss home

[Verse 2]
I smell you cooking from the living room
And then I tell you that I love your food
I know it doesn’t come easy
But you know it reminds me where I’m from

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh
I’m in another city
I got nobody with me
And it just really hit me

[Chorus]
That I quite miss home
And I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door
‘Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
Yeah, I quite miss home
‘Cause it feels like poetry
And the rain falls down on the window
While you’re in my arms and we’re watching the TV
Yeah, I quite miss home
Yeah, I quite miss home

[Outro]
And I quite miss home
Yeah, I miss you telling me to leave my shoes at the door
‘Cause you just swept the floor and the dirt drives you crazy
Oh, I just miss home
‘Cause it feels like poetry
As the rain falls down on the window
While you’re in my arms and we’re watching the TV
Oh, I miss home
Yeah, I quite miss home
Oh, I quite miss home
Yeah
Yeah, I quite miss home

Third Eye Blind – Tropic Scorpio Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Here’s my dilemma
You’re throwing a kink in my telemetry
I’m a fast pass
I’m a grass stain on your ass, and I’m worth it
She just went through a breakup
She’s fried through the engine
But she’s mean as fuck
Still moving like a dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones sink
Then my bones sing (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?

[Chorus]
Fogging up the glass
We’ll pour it ’til we’re gassed
I’ll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I’m not a prop gun
Shoot off my mouth
Not a mystery
I’m not some hideaway dope
I’m not your whip
I’m a punk rock motherfucker
With some dirty, dirty armor
It starts with you and me now
Your Tropic Scorpio, ignite the way
You got me so spun, I booze all day
Still moving like the dolphin under me
Sometimes I go so hard that my bones ache

[Pre-Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?

[Chorus]
Fogging up the glass
We’ll pour it ’til we’re gassed
I’ll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Interlude]
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
In my telemetry, you’re the down low
I’m a killer now, killin’ your ghost
And you’re a moment covered in gold
You’re covered in gold

[Pre-Chorus]
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside of me?
And I wanna know
Can you hear this voice inside?

[Chorus]
Fogging up the glass
We’ll pour it ’til we’re gassed
I’ll make you think the past was worth it, oh
Did you die alone, die alone, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I wanna know!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah