Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody, artist - Capleton.
Date of issue: 26.07.2018
Song language: English
Everybody |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
A new way fi bawl forward |
Watch it again |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Hey! |
Then me no tell you, man? |
A new style |
All of mi boy, all of mi girl watch this! |
Wha' me tell dem say? |
Wha' me say?! |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody |
Somebody to love |
Somebody to kiss |
Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit |
The other day outta mi gate, upon mi bottom weh me sit |
Me look down the road, me sight a sexy little chick |
She coming up the road, she look so outlandish |
Her bumper cock off and her breast stand up stiff |
Me like her figure, she got a nice little hip |
28, 32, and 36 |
Me just step down beside her without any resist |
And said, «Hi there, come here, me love your cherry lips» |
«A girl like a you, me surely wanna kiss» |
Nuh pon her jawbone me fling half dozen kiss |
And inna her ears me talk some conscious lyrics |
That’s why me tell unuh say |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody |
Somebody to love |
Somebody to kiss |
Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit |
Me nah go tell you wha' me tell her 'cause that a private |
But to how she respond, look like she up to it |
'Bout, her belly empty, she want something fi it |
Hear me, eeh, she licky-licky, must kill her with lick |
Me tell her inna mi kitchen me have a pot a lick |
Hear her nuh, «What's the menu Caple', make me hear it?» |
Hear me, rice and peas, and ackee and saltfish |
Fruit, and carrot, and pop chow, and lettuce |
Hot pepper, sweet pepper, tomato, and Irish |
Onion, and scallion, and thyme, and garlic |
And pumpkin, cucumber, and turnip |
A jug of sour sap juice with nuff ice inna it |
That’s why me holler out |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody |
Somebody to love |
Somebody to kiss |
Somebody fi come cool down your body when you fit |
As the gyal her mi menu her mouth start to drip |
She push out her tongue and then she lick off her lip |
And she say, «Lord Massa, me can’t wait fi taste it!» |
What you’re waiting for? |
Now, let’s move to it! |
Now on fi mi way fi go prepare mi dish |
Nuh down inna mi alper, mi settee, she sit |
Now something fi drink fi her body feel fit |
Me just inna the buffet, take out the puss stiff |
And give the gyal the liquor, tell her fi drink it |
And I’m off to the kitchen to prepare the dish |
Sametime me hear a voice say, «Capleton, come yah quick!» |
Me haffi fling 'way the fork, the spoon, and the dish |
And run inna the house without any resist |
A that, me sing it out |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody |
Somebody to love |
Somebody to kiss |
Somebody fi come cool down your body when you fit |
The other day outta mi gate, upon mi batty weh me sit |
Me look down the road, me sight a sexy little chick |
She coming up the road, she look so outlandish |
Her bumper cock off and her breast stand up stiff |
Me like her figure, she got a nice little hip |
28, 32, and 36 |
Me just step down beside her without any resist |
And said, «Hi there, come here, me love your sexy lips» |
«A girl like a you, me surely wanna kiss» |
Nuh pon the gyal jawbone me fling half dozen kiss |
And inna her ears me talk some conscious lyrics |
Nah go tell unuh wha' me tell her 'cause that a private |
That’s why me holler out |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody |
Somebody to love |
Somebody to kiss |
Somebody fi come cool down your body when it fit |
After me run inna the house without any resist |
One piece of surprise, she say she feel fit |
She say, «Yes, Capleton, me waan you kill me with lick» |
But big, big surprise weh the gyal see me with |
One piece of surprise, she start get panic |
She start to scratch up herself like when cow have ticks |
A hawk and spit like when puss have ticks |
She a squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, mi say, «Lord, a wha' this?!» |
And make some funny sound like rabbit and cricket |
That’s why me holler out |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs somebody-ody-ody-ody |
Everybody-ody-ody-ody |
Needs… |