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to let dem bad bs go I got a bouji freak
Party popper yeah she gets the party popping
When we're going uptown it's eating then it's shopping 
She be

And everybody gone, yeah, everybody gone

But no matter where I go on this whole globe
Jamrock, J.A., man, that's home
Weh dem chop, every day pon di banga phone

Hip-Hop
I catch and release
Taking it personal
I search for the beast
I'm playing for keeps
A sun on the rise A Bad Man on the beats
Pick up
It's a stick up

Never met a bitch that wasn't bad with no issues
Girl you shoulda known by now, im tryna win you
Girl you look good profile, im tryna spin you
Hit her

Yeah
I man bad o ai oh eh yeah
Banger! Ofebi Lazri
Anytime I enter any mud
Anytime I enter any mud
Anytime I enter
Oh nor nor nor
A say ma paddy make

large
Really from da mud I had dem stains all in my draws
Now I do amiri just for fun I got a fetish
Knocking niggas off they got our name right there

name, voom voom voom
Say, Jangilo dem just jangilova
Moving your sexy wiggle over
Give me my needs, i go give u your needs
No be like light, like changing

to the sea
To the folks I don't know passing by me
To the stars in some far off galaxy
Every day with Sellassie as I guide
Every time I'm giving thanks for

Christmas December
Written by: Diavallan Fearon and Kymona Davis
 
Intro:
December December 
Everybody love off December 
December December 
Can't

my life
Young nigga still tryna get high
Young nigga still tryna get fly
I was down bad tryna get by
I was pouring them lines all night, and i knew i

bells all I know, 
Dead man walking I see dem crows we hit his mf top like a fro, you might catch me wit da same niggaz, she poppin pills like they pain

staying humble in these streets you barely getting by give respect to get respect never asking why nigga flip the birds so I made’em fly getting rich and we

funny, I’m a man of god 
I get tested Everyday 
Wanna see me fold See me falling on my face 
Hoes so toxic How could I trust em 
When you down bad Ain’t nobody

just to live right when u was life so wrong ..
Dem bad bitches and ya love ones found ways to move on .. 

When the table turn the other side 
U bond

and lies
But however against the weather
You gon always be mine
And I'ma stretch my time we gon make thangs rite
No mo layin between tha sheets by yo self

Cession at da Doghillee

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

think not, of what I am, and what I do
Just recognize in the murder mic, I rule

How many corny MC gon' try?
Fifty MC, forty of dem done die
Run wit'

the bad guy
l see you
l greet you
When you pass all man dey stand by
When you tell guys to hold something
They don't stop still they over flow something

nobody, beg ya understand
Nuh fi fret, dem gyal could never take your man

Oh baby, come and gimme, baby, run gimme (come gimme, baby gimme gimme)
Baby,

charts from July mpaka June
Engineer chali tap chapa tune
Juu round hii Kayole imefika Kasabun...
Fire burn broda wagwan
Tdat, Papa Jones ni ma bad man

I'm Landing

Tinchy Stryder

Catch 22

2009

And that was '03 and now I've got this,
Straight up original, I ain't dealing with no remix,
Had it all planned out and the man dem was a part of it,

Aye, aye, aye, aye
Fuck I look like gettin caught slippin by a thot ho
I want all the beef I keep them shells like a taco
I be gettin to the cheese

shoulder back, You big mad
I'm in my big bag, you get that
Dem man claim they unruly
I'm on my fam and job like Mooney
Spiritual being truly
Got the holy

from the mezzanine
My every wish they command, I put that on my wedding ring
Should a seen dem Vegas nights
At the crap table like I'm shaken loaded

don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella