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she wanted, Hell Paul thought they were tight, But she was on the run getting blazed, By several people at night. Couldn’t tell Paul nothing though,
Now we all heard what Ian Watkins did It sent my mate Paul in a rage See he just had a baby himself So he went on Ian's Facebook page He left
hennessey, my clothes smell like weed Atl & tennessee, I'm right up the street In the club where the thugs be, it be hard to breathe Sean paul said we gon'
Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it Everything lined up for the taking And what I need
taken just by going outside (James Lee Alexander, Pamela Turner, Sean Bell, Bobby Russ, Torrey Robinson) You know we can not run away no there's nowhere
Paul Jesus is Lord Gonna respect Spirit of God please come upon Preach to the kids Preach to the sick Be healed by God Be sane in Jesus name Hurt no
Sending the nation's Them to they're devastation But by the powers of Jah That could never happen (Babylon) You know it's funny When it rains it pours You
Sending the nation's Them to they're devastation But by the powers of Jah That could never happen (Babylon) You know it's funny When it rains it pours You
Fuck the world I'm standing on my toes Sitting wid my niggas Reminiscing just smoking joes Thinking if we made it Shit be different im so fuckin close
They come from the stars Make a wish when you see me Came from the mud now I'm on top And I made it look easy Give me the light feel like Sean Paul Gone
the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all rock Sean John Might have to change my name to strong arm
can I chill now? Kanye think I'm dope See this piece that I own now How sick is the rope? Taking life for what it is The troublesome chick, who
Bless the girls dem I have got the nation Naturally calm in my meditation Authentic medication Mi inspiration Badabang, bang, bang Sean da Paul Oh,
like to share you wid a peer He's prolly picturin it in his head right when You tryin to be nice wid him He ain't takin' it as a gesture He thinkin
on them backstreets 'til the Day that my God call Lil' Sean Paul, ridin' dirty up 85 In twin Challies Just a friendly game of dodgeball I'm the one killed
hear dem ya be influence by trees, Mi wake an bake but a neva nothing like yeast, Me and marijuana something like a Siamese, Deya wid mi always an she
nothing from me Cause ain't nobody gave me nothing My trap it stay bunkin Filipè always keep'em coming Twelve powdered donuts, kilos coming by the dozens
gon catch a Uber tonight No lie Sean Paul Got goons on call No draws free ball Out west yee haw Bitch ride me Up and down seesaw I saw she called But
you dead nigga shitted in they bridges You got a house that's sold out full of bitches I be the proudest old son of Sick Wid It Know I'm coming
All my life All my life I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick
like a maniac, like I'm drunk Like I'm high, like I'm smoking crack Doin' drive-by's while I'm sextin' Take a picture of my junk Then crop and text it
I'm focused Enslaved by your rhythm I'm focused Goddamn you winning We could be making love in this club tonight If what we do is wrong why it feel so
this And I feel so sick, I'm coughing, it's potent Yeah, I'm so sick, teeth glowing like a glow stick Bars sticking like a glue stick, Paul walker when
like damn, damn But it's the sequence to my sound, sound A couple rough drafts I fold into kite I feel like Sean Paul and imma give'em the light Keep it
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