Blessed
Eeeel Rasta
What's up star?
You know last night I and I go with Cecile
What?
You kill it?
What you mean?
She fat star
I know, so I kill it too
I met you at the club, I told you my name
You bought me a drink, I never saw you again
Don't know where you live,
or know where you stay
From the night before to when I separate ways
Now it's the talk of the town,
Cecile got slammed
You're one thing straight,
you can never be my man
You're fearless and it's a usual thing
When you can't get none, you lie
Why some boy like fit lie Why some boy like fit tell lie
On the nanny Why some boy like fit lie
Tired of it,
I'm in a break for pie-pie Both them
sweat it and them never get even high
Good thing my man know me no want dem deg
I don't know why some boy have fit tell lie
I run a mix in Labacha,
but we gon' degrill But a niggle boy
know you and your woman did a kill
All I tell brother fi your slams is still on my name and my nigget
Why some boy like fit tell lie On the nanny
Why some boy like fit lie Why some boy like fit tell lie
Boy boy yuh ki yange me kuch hit so you lie lie
Ki yange fit watch it if you try try
Much less fee walk it so bye bye bye
Fite lie,
pandit nani, waisom boy like fi lie
Waisom boy like fi, fite lie,
pandit nani, waisom boy like fi lie
I met you in the club, I told you my name
You bought me a drink, I never saw you again
Don't know where you live, I know where you stay
From the night 4 to when I step out right away
Get one thing straight, you can never be my man
If you understand it's your usual thing When you can't get none,
you lie