Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dem Sell We Out, artist - Popcaan. Date of issue: 12.04.2010
Song language: English
Dem Sell We Out |
| Hey eeh |
| A Popcaan |
| Me no care who waan leave Empire |
| Gaza forever |
| Big up, Jah Vinci, me bredda; |
| Addi, me father |
| Yo Rvssian, turn up me voice |
| Notnice, some bwoy change like the weather |
| The bwoy dem sell we out |
| Weh dem dweet for? |
| A could a chicken or pizza |
| Tell me, why you do we that, Peter? |
| You never tough like Lisa |
| Dem sell we out |
| Yeah eh, aye eeh |
| Dem dweet sah, uh |
| Wha' make you do we that, Peter? |
| Use me father fi get Visa |
| Yeah, the little fool never real to the thing |
| Deep inna him heart him badmind the king |
| A watch the man rose gold chain, and ring |
| And a that give him power a the song weh him sing |
| Me see it say, you badmind from you born |
| You no rate Jah Vinci, you no rate Shawn Storm |
| Vex true the general sign Popcaan |
| Me cyaan believe the good wheat turn inna corn |
| Dem sell we out |
| Weh dem dweet for? |
| A could a chicken or pizza |
| Tell me, why you do we that, Peter? |
| You never tough like Lisa |
| Dem sell we out |
| Yeah eh, aye eeh |
| Dem dweet sah, uh |
| Wha' make you do we that, Peter? |
| Use me father fi get Visa |
| Me done tell you 'bout fake friend, him a one a dem |
| Look how Vybz Kartel did honour them |
| Ungrateful people a go sorry when |
| Every youth a get rich and you bruk again |
| Jamaica me born me nah sell it out |
| All when every country a burn it out |
| Empire way, yeah, no other route |
| Gaza me say (Gaza me say) |
| The bwoy dem sell we out |
| Weh dem dweet for? |
| A could a chicken or pizza |
| Tell me, why you do we that, Peter? |
| You never tough like Lisa |
| Dem sell we out |
| Yeah eh, aye eeh |
| Dem dweet sah, uh |
| Wha' make you do we that, Peter? |
| Use me father fi get Visa |
| Yo Rvssian |
| A Popcaan |
| Me no care who waan leave Empire |
| Gaza forever |
| Big up, Jah Vinci, me bredda; |
| Addi, me father |
| Notnice, some bwoy change like the weather |