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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:18:09 GMT -5
This is another part of my heritage, so if u don't understand it, just let me know. I'll translate it.
"Dude (Remix)" (feat. Shawnna, Ms. Thing)
[Intro: Beenie Man] You want a proper fix, call me, you want to get your kicks, call me You want your G's fixed, call me, mi have the remix, call me From di odda day It's like a play some bwoy a play Mi hear di girls callin mi hear di girls bawlin mi hear di girls cryin out She seh Beenie........
[Chorus: Ms. Thing] I want a dude with the wickedest slam, I need a one, two, three hour man I want a dude who will tie me to the fan A thug that can handle his biz like a man I want a dude with the wickedest slam, I need a one, two, three hour man I want a dude who will do me in the van A thug that can handle his biz like a man
[Verse 1: Beenie Man + (Ms. Thing)] Gal, if yuh love holla at mi one time (Hey!) Holla at mi if yuh waan di wickedest wine I know It's been awhile but baby neva mind Cause tonight tonight mi a gi yuh di whole nine (Hey!) Yo! satisfaction a every girl dream Mi love fi put it on when dem wiggle and scream (Hey!) Well, mi get a call from sexy Maxine She left a message pon mi answering machine she seh Beenie...
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[Verse 2: Beenie Man] She waan a man fi put har inna trance A man who know fi tun har round and mek she belly dance Rudebwoy lovin wid a little romance She waan to get wild but she neva had a chance When, she seh she neva had it so deep So right now I'm di man she definetly wanna keep Har ex bwoyfriend use to come and drop asleep Dat's why when mi pager start beep she seh Beenie.....
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[Verse 3: Shawnna] You know I'm use to sippin that Grey Goose And pushin the grey coupe I'm fever like trey deuce Huh, He wanna see me in Prada But I be stickin to my wife beaters and pretty panties under my d**kies Now! I need a dude with a wickedest legs And a, we can do this and a, we can do that Then grind your body down to the floor When I, I make it hurt till he don't want me no more Ok, when ya wanna ride with a runner call me When ya wanna slide in the hummer all day I'll be in your life be your lover always Tellin you no lie we together you'll see Murda, workin that body body Got to hurt a, jerkin that body body Shawwna from D.T.P. on the remix Wine to the beat can't stop I say Beenie what's up?
[Chorus: Ms. Thing] I want a dude with the wickedest slam, I need a one, two, three hour man I want a dude who will tie me to the fan, a thug that can handle his biz like a man I want a dude with the wickedest slam, I need a one, two, three hour man I want a dude who will do me in the van, a thug that can handle his biz like a man
[Verse 4: Beenie Man] You heard what she preferred, she waan a man weh mek she fly like a bird She waan a real man she don't waan nuh nerd She waan yuh gi har it good mark mi word I'm not a perv but mi mek she serve, she waan di rockula well until it curve Har ex bwoyfriend ain't got di nerve Have har a wait and she nah get served, so she seh Beenie....
[Chorus]
[Repeat Verse 1]
[Repeat Chorus till end]
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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:19:17 GMT -5
"King Of The Dancehall"
[Intro:] Eeeh heh, zagga zow, zagga now now now now now Ziggy, yo, lets do this
[Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall
[Verse 1:] (Hello meet buddy gal!) Play wid dem hair (Catch it now gimme nuh hickey gal!) Dont yuh dare (Titty stiff eeeh?) Remove yuh undawear Waan mi fi ram it to stick it to jam it in widout (Gal fi get sex though) Who dat a ask mi why? Gallis mi ask mi question nuh funky guy (Whats up fattty?) So how yuh act so shy Mi nuh beg kitty but mi a like a bligh Why, just so as yuh foot up high Cause I, yes I believe yuh can, fly, straight to di sky Betweenie mi name mi between yuh thighs (Mi nuh Batman!) Afta mi nuh Robin guy If you and I ever knot to tie Nuh shy, when mi stab it then yuh reply (Woman Orgasm) Bite yuh lips and close yuh eyes, cause
[Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall
[Verse 2:] [(Woman Speaking)] (Come here pretty girl) Yuh body shape so good Let mi introduce yuh to a piece a wood (*Beenie can I be your girl?) I tink yuh should But I, dont wanna be misundastood (Nuh mistake!) Mi nuh waan a gal widout di pretty face Mi waan dem kickin in di waist and di body wid di shape Pon di treble wid di bass and di sound and di place Whetha I a pon di case see di murda pon yuh face (This face!) This is nuh sittin place Mi stand up and dweet nuh bow dung and taste Mi nuh run dung naany nuh chicken chase She fi know di sex limits stop at sixty eight (Mi deh a airport a wait!) Twist some gal wid air freight Cau di whole a dem di fish a run dung buddy bait Natural body juice a nuh concentrate Yuh neva know a so di love doctor great, come on!!!
[Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall
[Verse 3:] (Mi belly full a food) Mi go pon a gal feast Cau mi go deh so fi sex mi nuh go deh so fi eat (Miss Know how fi dweet!) Some people watch cheat Dem inna car seat but she six inch deep (When mi unleash) And she see di one feet (Yuh mean one foot!) No mi mean one feet Cool baby love yuh too hard to discrete So she tell everybody how she tear up di sheet (Yuh tink a toenail) A di sittin weh go skeet Sticky sticky skeet skeet skeet skeet skeet (A weh mi start Beenie joke?!) She tink I dont leave Mi nuh deal wid dung so baby dont meet Mi waan a gal wey petite nice and look sweet When she see di third leg she run like chop meat From mi know how fi dweet nah back nah retreat Mi know dat song yah complete, so when mi go so
[Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall
[Chorus:] Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall Pon bed pon floor against wall We sex dem all till dem call mi Im di girls dem sugar dats all Welcome di king of di dancehall
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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:19:58 GMT -5
"Jammin'"
Ooh, yeah! All right! We're jammin': I wanna jam it wid you. We're jammin', jammin', And I hope you like jammin', too.
Ain't no rules, ain't no vow, we can do it anyhow: I'n'I will see you through, 'Cos everyday we pay the price with a little sacrifice, Jammin' till the jam is through.
We're jammin' - To think that jammin' was a thing of the past; We're jammin', And I hope this jam is gonna last.
No bullet can stop us now, we neither beg nor we won't bow; Neither can be bought nor sold. We all defend the right; Jah - Jah children must unite: Your life is worth much more than gold.
We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin') And we're jammin' in the name of the Lord; We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin'), We're jammin' right straight from Yah.
Yeh! Holy Mount Zion; Holy Mount Zion: Jah sitteth in Mount Zion And rules all creation.
Yeah, we're - we're jammin' (wotcha-wa), Wotcha-wa-wa-wa, we're jammin' (wotcha-wa), See, I wanna jam it wid you We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin') I'm jammed: I hope you're jammin', too.
Jam's about my pride and truth I cannot hide To keep you satisfied. True love that now exist is the love I can't resist, So jam by my side.
We're Jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin'), yeah-eah-eah! I wanna jam it wid you. We're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin', We're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin'; Hope you like jammin', too. We're jammin', we're jammin' (jammin'), We're jammin', we're jammin' (jammin'). I wanna (I wanna jam it wid you) - I wanna - I wanna jam wid you now. Jammin', jammin' (hope you like jammin' too). Eh-eh! I hope you like jammin', I hope you like jammin', 'Cause (I wanna jam it wid you). I wanna ... wid you. I like - I hope you - I hope you like jammin', too. I wanna jam it; I wanna jam it.
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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:22:22 GMT -5
"Get Up, Stand Up" Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Preacherman, don't tell me, Heaven is under the earth. I know you don't know What life is really worth. It's not all that glitters is gold; 'Alf the story has never been told: So now you see the light, eh! Stand up for your rights. Come on!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight! Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Most people think, Great God will come from the skies, Take away everything And make everybody feel high. But if you know what life is worth, You will look for yours on earth: And now you see the light, You stand up for your rights. Jah!
Get up, stand up! (Jah, Jah!) Stand up for your rights! (Oh-hoo!) Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!) Don't give up the fight! (Life is your right!) Get up, stand up! (So we can't give up the fight!) Stand up for your rights! (Lord, Lord!) Get up, stand up! (Keep on struggling on!) Don't give up the fight! (Yeah!)
We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game - Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord. We know when we understand: Almighty God is a living man. You can fool some people sometimes, But you can't fool all the people all the time. So now we see the light (What you gonna do?), We gonna stand up for our rights! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)
So you better: Get up, stand up! (In the morning! Git it up!) Stand up for your rights! (Stand up for our rights!) Get up, stand up! Don't give up the fight! (Don't give it up, don't give it up!) Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!) Stand up for your rights! (Get up, stand up!) Get up, stand up! ( ... ) Don't give up the fight! (Get up, stand up!) Get up, stand up! ( ... ) Stand up for your rights! Get up, stand up! Don't give up the fight! [fadeout]
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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:27:44 GMT -5
"I Shot The Sheriff"
(I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh! I shot the sheriff But I didn't shoot no deputy, ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.) Yeah! All around in my home town, They're tryin' to track me down; They say they want to bring me in guilty For the killing of a deputy, For the life of a deputy. But I say:
Oh, now, now. Oh! (I shot the sheriff.) - the sheriff. (But I swear it was in selfdefence.) Oh, no! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah! I say: I shot the sheriff - Oh, Lord! - (And they say it is a capital offence.) Yeah! (Ooh, ooh, oo-oh) Yeah!
Sheriff John Brown always hated me, For what, I don't know: Every time I plant a seed, He said kill it before it grow - He said kill them before they grow. And so:
Read it in the news: (I shot the sheriff.) Oh, Lord! (But I swear it was in self-defence.) Where was the deputy? (Oo-oo-oh) I say: I shot the sheriff, But I swear it was in selfdefence. (Oo-oh) Yeah!
Freedom came my way one day And I started out of town, yeah! All of a sudden I saw sheriff John Brown Aiming to shoot me down, So I shot - I shot - I shot him down and I say: If I am guilty I will pay.
(I shot the sheriff,) But I say (But I didn't shoot no deputy), I didn't shoot no deputy (oh, no-oh), oh no! (I shot the sheriff.) I did! But I didn't shoot no deputy. Oh! (Oo-oo-ooh)
Reflexes had got the better of me And what is to be must be: Every day the bucket a-go a well, One day the bottom a-go drop out, One day the bottom a-go drop out. I say:
I - I - I - I shot the sheriff. Lord, I didn't shot the deputy. Yeah! I - I (shot the sheriff) - But I didn't shoot no deputy, yeah! No, yeah!
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Post by UnAmor27 on Jul 7, 2005 19:30:00 GMT -5
"Mr. Boombastic"
Mr. Boombastic What you want is some boombastic romantic fantastic lover Shaggy Mr. Lover lover, Mr. Lover lover, girl, Mr. Lover lover She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back she say I'm Mr. Ro...mantic She call me Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic, touch me in me back she say I'm ro... Smooth just like silk Soft and coddle hug me up like a quit I'm a lyrical lover no take me for no filth With my sexual physique Jah know me well built Oh me oh my well well can't you tell I'm just like a turtle crawling out of my shell Gal you captivate my body put me under a spell With your cus cus perfume I love your sweet smell You are the only young girl that can ring my bell And I can take rejection so you tell me go to hell
I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr Ro...mantic I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom boom boom I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says I'm Mr Ro...mantic I'm Mr. Boombastic say me fantastic touch me in my back she says boom boom boom
Gee wheeze baby please Let me take you to an island of the sweet cool breeze You don't fell like drive baby hand me the keys And I'll take you to a place to set your mind at ease Don't you tickle my foot bottom ha ha baby please Don't you play with my nose I might ha chum sneeze Well you a the bun and me a the cheese And if me a the rice well you a the peas
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Give me your loving gal your loving well good I want your loving gal give it like you should Give me your loving gal your loving well good I want your loving gal you remember the woo Would like to kiss and carress Rub down every strand of hair on my chest I'm Boombastic rated as the best The best you should get nothing more nothing less Give me your digits jot down your address I'll bet you confess when you put me to the test That I'm
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Gal your admiration if a tick me from the start With your physical attraction gal you know to feel the spark A man of few word naw go tell you no sweet talk Naw go laba laba and a chat pure phart I'll get straight to the point like a arrow or a dart Come lay down in my jacuzzi and get some bubble bath Only sound you will here is the beating of my heart And we will mmm mmm (kiss) and have some sweet pillow talk I'm
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