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"Never Gonna Be The Same"
[Chorus:] Say when mi look up ina mi life its plain to see. That its never gonna be the same. Take another step on towards my destiny. But the memories still remain. Deep ina mi brain inna mi soul I hold the key. Said its never gonna be the same. Throughout all life and beyond all eternity. I keep burnin up the flame. [Verse 1:] Wish I could rewind all the hands of time and bring back Daddigon a great bredrin of mine, I.... Sit and remember all the things that we spoke of, All of the serious reasonings an all di tings we make jokes of. Still cannot believe them took your life away But those who pull the trigger cannot take away. The covenant the righteous have with Jah Jah. So I know I'll see you again my brother. [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] Fi all the friends and families that have past on. Leaving impressions and memories that will last on. We give thanks fi all the time that we know them, Reminisce them legacy that is what we owe them. Because the helped to make us who we are. So let us never forget and talk it near and far. less Up Grandpa Lee and Aunt Chris-I Can't forget you if I try. [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] Father Bogle (keep burnin up all the flame) Simpleton (never gonna ever gonna be the same) Peter Cargill (keep burnin up all the flame) Shorty Malcolm (got memories inna mi brain) Nicole Wynter (keep burnin up all the flame) All friends and family....We'll never forget you all [Chorus: (repeat)] |
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The gal dem Schillaci..Sean da Paul
So me give it to...so me give to... so me give it to..to all girls. Five million and forty naughty shorty... Baby girl...all ma girlz...all ma girlz... Sean da Paul say... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin'you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I.. Wanna be the Papa... You can be the Mom,,,oh oh! Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer From you don't want no man way can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya... Can't tan pon it long.....now eat no yam... on steam fish...nor no green banana But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I... Wanna be the Papa...You can be the Mom...oh oh! Bumper exposed and gal you got your chest out but you no wasters cause gal you 'Empress' outAnd if you des out a me you fi test out, Cause I got the remedy yo make you destress out.... Me haffi flaunt it because me God Bless out...And girl if you want it you haffi confess out.... A no lie weh we need set speed a fi test the mattress out... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I... Wanna be the Pa[a...You can be the Mom......oh ojh! Gal don't say me crazy now, this Strangelove it a no Bridgette and Flava show... Time fi a make baby now so stop gwaan like you a act shady yo... My lovin' is the way to go...my lovin' is the way to go... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I... Wanna be the Papa...You can be the Mom..oh oh! When you roll with a player like me... with a bredda like me girl there is no other No need to talk it right here just park it right here keep it undercover From me love how you fittin ya blouse and you fat in ya jeans and me want to discover... Everything out you baby girl can you hear when me utter... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I... Wanna be the Papa...You can be the Mom...oh oh! Make I see the gal them bruk out pon the floor from you don't want no worthless performer From you don't want no man way Can't turn you on gal make I see your hand them up on ya... Can't tan pon it long.....now eat no yam... no steam fish...nor no green banana But down in Jamaica we give it to you hot like a sauna... Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm Oh lord, gal I got the right taactics to turn you on, and girl I... Wanna be the Papa..You can be the Mom...oh oh! oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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