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Touch Di Road Lyrics - Artist : Beenie Man
A the gyal dem sugar this
But mek me tell you this All a who never know Oh now, now Man a badman, but me a no mad man Anything fi gwaan, unno know Tristan Me-Me nah go a Maddens true no man Me rather go a jail true Norman But a the gyal dem program me come 'pon Woman, a me only companion And a me one me gyal friend brace 'pon Me go a Dance stable, me put rum 'pon Dancehall, can I ask unno a question? Hands, who ready fi kill demon? Cah the devil dem no stop from pree man And dem no know When we explode, this is what I do Money inna me clothe, the gyal dem overload Ganja smoker blow, me friend dem form a club When we touch the road When we touch the road When we touch the road 'Member me no God, me no Jesus, no call me no devil Me love Danielle 'cause she a my rebel Me eye dem pop out when Tifa start bubble Saw inna spike heal, hope she can dribble Me love sunshine, she bad, she can juggle That's why me haffi give Carleen a double Call-Call me sexy but give too much trouble Me and Angel did married so we cuddle When we explode, this is what I do Money inna me clothe, the gyal dem overload Ganja smoker blow, me friend dem form a club When we touch the road Touch the road We touch the road Mentally dem drunk, Fambo who does that? Man weh drive man car fi gyal say dem hot A scrub dem a talk 'bout dem mek party shot Buy a one Heineken and a gwaan like a box A sip whole night till the Heineken hot I am a boss, dem know that is a fact When me touch the road money pile up and stock Da one yah a fi who know that When we explode, this is what I do Money inna me clothe, the gyal dem overload Ganja smoker blow, me friend dem form a club When we touch the road Touch the road We touch the road Man a badman, but me a no mad man Anything fi gwaan, unno know Tristan Me-Me nah go a Maddens true no man Me rather go a jail true Norman But a the gyal dem program me come 'pon Woman, a me only companion And a me one me gyal friend brace 'pon Me go a Dance stable, me put rum 'pon Dancehall, can I ask unno a question? Hands, who ready fi kill demon? Cah the devil dem no stop from pree man And dem no know When we explode, this is what I do Money inna me clothe, the gyal dem overload Ganja smoker blow, me friend dem form a club When we touch the road When we touch the road When we touch the road |
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