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The Goods Lyrics - Artist : Vybz Kartel
[Verse 1:]
The gyal seh you cyaa jerk her Suh a mi a work her Run in a yo bed room in a world war When you reach home, shi seh her head a hurt her Everyday suh you gone in a your bar Weh you tek this fah? Mi seh you nuh fi dweet star Tell me pastor you never read star Shi a write and seh you should a never beat her You nuh spend time and a suh mi meet her When you fi a sweat in her sada Yo itch up wid a bag a man pon corner A chat bout Pellae a yo baller And no Messi cyaa follow Maradona You fi know seh shi love how mi saga Yeah mi face bleach but mi cockey play darker Man a star mi nuh loose sky walker Shi seh yo pendi**le, suh shi prefer my marker [Chorus:] Teacher the bwoy cyaa love mi good Suh mi haffi send fi yo long sweet wood Teacher the bwoy cyaa fuck mi good Suh mi haffi send fi yo long sweat wood God know World Boss a you got the goods Yo wine up in a mi tight hole a shrub God know World Boss a you got the goods Yo wine up in a mi tight hole and shrub [Verse 2:] The gyal seh true yo wood head Yo just a bad her up star Act like a man don't bother beat her Like animal, yow a suh yo treat her Member yo mother don't bother beat her Mi a beg baby from mi a go a sea bar Never deh a road seh mi a go pree war Bay gyal mi a stab but it's not a 3 star Seh shi a go put yo business pon ER When you fi a sweat in her sada Yo itch up wid a bag a man pon corner A chat bout Pellae a yo baller And no Messi cyaa follow Maradona You fi know seh shi love how mi saga Yeah mi face bleach but mi cockey play darker Man a star mi nuh loose sky walker Shi seh yo pendi**le, suh shi prefer my marker [Chorus] [Verse 1] [Chorus x2] |
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