| Kabaka P
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| Yeahh
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| Another one for my empres
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| Girl yo pretty like a flowers, in a the sun when it a bloom
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| Girl y o pretty like a flowers, there’s no one like you
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| Girl yo pretty like a flowers, in a the sun when it a bloom
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| Girl y o pretty like a flowers, there’s no one like you
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| No surprise when ma eyes dem lock on
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| To yo pretty face and da smile weh a gwaan
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| In due times you’ll have ma child in your arms
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| So I try to be calm when I sight you my mom
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| Hey, what’s inside must reflect pon the out
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| Tek a look pon every inspects and check out
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| And in a African dress yo deck out
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| And no whole heap a flesh no let out
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| All kind a things mi a pree
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| Since mi tek one look you got mi lock in a yo presence
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| You look good from yo born baby
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| While some other girl them only look nice after three
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| You tek number 1 in a mi charts
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| All now mi cyaa think a one in a mi pass
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| That mi can compare to you
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| Cyaa come near to you
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| One thing mi a swear to you
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| You alone can gi mi this feeling
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| Your love is a natural healing
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| Anytime mi si yo cute face and smile
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| Is like mi whole life mi did a waste my time
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| You alone can gimmi life meaning
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| Rastafari love you receiving
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| What you believing
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| Empress you mi a pree |