| She’s so nice and she a gwaan get me out of control
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| Yeh she wanna know how long
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| Can me stand before me fall
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| She mek me mind get mad
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| And me heart nah go badda
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| She’s so nice, unno cyaan say no
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| We spend a likkle time and i would never let her go
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| Hey look inna her heart and she open all the doors
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| 'cause it a go so it a go so i’m not insecure
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| But she cry for a while caw she miss me so
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| And she nah waan nobody else but me a likkle more
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| Me go pon top a di hills and she name me a go shout
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| 'cause «beautiful, beautiful» dat’s my thought so
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| Life with nobody is not life unno expect
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| Some man de pon de street
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| Alone a smoke cigarettes
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| But first yuh affi give yourself a big respect
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| Di one weh nah care about di first weh a go flat
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| Uh she call me, uh she waan me
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| Uh she waan me at all
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| I never tek her for granted
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| 'cause one day she could head for the door
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| All di girls dem smell like a rose
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| But she doesn’t need no pose
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| She bloom as di flowers
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| And tek me for hours deh into her world
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| She smell like a rose and she sing like the birds
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| Me know how things a gwaan
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| When she gonna say those words
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| Every breath seh come out a her mouth
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| A go mash me down
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| Mek me jump and twist
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| Till me really touch the ground
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| She’s the top
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| No contest, no race and no competition
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| All de woman try fi do like her
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| But she style is so pure
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| When she walk de pon di street
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| Every man say «wow»
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| She swim like the fishes and she fly like a hawk
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| Dis girl she drive me crazy like no woman before
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| Well me think seh if a real love it a go long
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| Ain’t no distance ain’t no jealousy
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| Seh we cyaan stand
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| Dry girl me say dry those tears
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| If me deyah by your side we mos affi dry those tears
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| Inna no eyes, inna no room
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| Inna no backyard those tears
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| Laugh and dem a pass deh
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| From your face deh to your feet
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| Dem go throughout the rivers
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| And galang deh to the sea
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| Let me see yuh smiling yes indeed
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| Inna no trend, inna no style
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| Inna no standard, inna no file
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| Inna no fashion weh di generation follow lang time
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| Not even a million sign can describe weh me find
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| When she de pon me mind
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| She mek it harder
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| Me know seh dis girl she mek it harder
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| 'cause she a murderer
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| Yuh know seh dis girl well she’s a murderer |