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We A Star:     Beenie Man & Merciless

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Who Am I:     Beenie Man

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Weekend Girl:     Patchy

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World Gone Mad:     Beenie Man

 

 

 

 

 

WE A STAR

Beenie Man & Merciless

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Oh mama mi glad you are around

Oh fi see yuh bwoy dem calking up the town

Oh Papa, mi sorry say yuh gone

Shoulda dey yah fi see how yuh bwoy a gwaan

Oh Papa, mi sorry say yuh gone

Yuh never get fi see yuh bwoy a perform

But wi a star from di fus day wi born

Oh wi a star from di fus day wi born

Suh dem better lef wi mek wi gwaan gwaan gwaan

Dem better lef wi mek wi gwaan

 

Merciless:

1. Mama yuh son a live well

Drinking chanpagne wid all Patti LaBelle

Living in paradise and not in hell

Di way yuh son a get big not even words can tell

Well say Papa yuh never get fi witness

How yuh son a hot up di world wid music

 

Beenie:

Well I am the doc that come to heal yuh sickness

Hol on deh people unno listen wi music

Well Papa yuh last son a move hot

A drive pretty car an living like a big shot

Mi sorry yuh gone but a caan tek yuh back

Fi see inna movie yuh bwoy soon guh act

So Beenie Man

 

Cho

 

2. It is al the same

Papa yuh son gone pon di hall of fame

A music wi sing an blow di world brain

So Merciless yuh dont need to complain

Anyway, well well Papa mi wish yuh was here

To see yuh bwoy a live like millionaire

Mama nuh worry yuhself, I am taking care

A fi get whats mine cause I now its there

Wi buy Mama house an new car fi steer

New errings and pretty clothes all fi wear

Papa a bex how yuh not even here

But this year wi A find new gear.

 

3. I dont like the dead, him wi still respect

A Isacchar mi tribe an dem call I Moses

Him give mi di music sense an di knowledge

Now yuh see a wia run di business

Although mi father gone

Remember yuh bwoy a carry on

An mi jus a tek di whole place like storm

But about a dozen gal mi waan fi have inna mi arm

 

Cho

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Who Am I

By Moses 'Beenie Man' Davis

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Intro :

Yes nyah, cool nuh Iyah

Who Am I, I am jus the girls dem sugar (alright)

Hear yah nuh

 

CHO

 

Sim Simmer, who got the keys to my bimmer

 

Who am I, the girls dem sugar

How can I, make love to a fellow

In a rush, pass mi di keys to my truck

Who am I,  di girls dem luck

And I and I will make love to Precious, but

 

1. Yuh ever buck a gal whey deep like bucket

Draw fi yuh needle an yuh needle caan stitch it

Draw fi yuh axe, and like a cow yuh all a chop it

Draw fi yuh pickaxe and like a rung yuh all a dig it

Is like a riverside up pon di banking yuh tek it

Is like a bicycle suh yuh hold it and dash it

Now yuh wash it, suh yuh crash it she a tell yuh say yuh crabbit

Gal she a beg yuh an a bawl seh yuh fi stop it

Badman plug in, a mi a move like electric

Is like a basketball, she tek time out fi vomit

Unuh listen to mi stlye an unuh listen to mi lyrics

A Beenie Man deh yah, mi a drop it ( a seh)

 

CHO

 

2. But anything she want I will give it unto she

A cant believe di day mi friend dem tell mi dat she flee

A dont believe its angry, I dont believe its grief

I dont believe its Susan or the other girls I breed

The love for me she have, that is the only thing I need

I dont think den right now just to loose my main squeeze

Oh guantalamela yuh a killer

Gal the way yuh hot yuh have mi body under pressure

Man see yuh body all a kill mosquito

Hold yuh body right just fi know yuh the power

 

CHO

 

I tell myself I dont want anybody else to ever love me

You are my guiding star, my shining light, I love you baby

But that day you leave and yuh gone

I now that girls, they are going crazy

I now the girls lumpsome all a dem a run come

Cause di whole a dem want dis baby

I told you once and I told you twice

That I am the girls dem sugar

Now the girls dem attack mi and di girls dem a rush mi

Because dem a drive inna mi bommer

A di girls dem flavor, I am no slave

I am the helper, no paper

An a girl just watch yah

A want unnuh hear yah an listen wheh di DJ a seh.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Weekend Girl

Written by Patchy

Produced by Kings of Kings

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Introduction

She gaawn a foreign, no need to stray  

Just need to play, hear weh di singa say

 

Chorus

Cah mi girlfriend gone overseas

Mi nuh wan nuh live-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Friday night mi a touch in di street

Mi alone naw go sleep

Mi want a weekend girl

It nuh right if mi nave nuh queen

And gone a drive-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Spen mi money, mi a bwoy weh nuh mean

So ladies rope in

Mi want a weekend girl (whoooooooaa)

 

Verse 1

Mi know di cheating thing nuh too right

But mi cyaan really bother wid di Tarzan life

Mi naw go dis-respect Mrs. Wright

But mi haffi have another little thing pon di side

Cause, don’t really want to be lonely

Mi need someone to have and to hold me

Some bad late a night

Wen mi ready fi strike, wan a female goalie

 

Chorus

Mi girlfriend gone overseas

Mi nuh wan nuh live-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Friday night mi a touch in di street

Mi alone naw go sleep

Mi want a weekend girl

It nuh right if mi nave nuh queen

And gone a drive-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Spen mi money, mi a bwoy weh nuh mean

So ladies rope in

Mi want a weekend girl (whoooooooaa)

 

 

 

Verse 2

Naw tell nuh body do as I say

But mi know she dat mi haffi live mi life, my way

Naw tell nobody go road go stray

But me!! Wid myself mi naw play, cause

Hold di faith right through di week

Siddung a yard and a watch TV

But if a weekend come and mi nuh get none

Mi know mi cyaan sleep

 

Chorus

Cah mi girlfriend gone overseas

Nuh wan nuh live-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Friday night mi a touch in di street

Mi alone naw go sleep

Mi want a weekend girl

It nuh right if mi nave nuh queen

And gone a drive-in

Mi want a weekend girl

Spen mi money, mi a bwoy weh nuh mean

So ladies rope in

Mi want a weekend girl (whoooooooaa)

 

Repeat Verse 1

 

Repeat Chorus

 

Repeat Verse 2

 

Repeat Chorus x 2

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Has The World Gone Mad

by Beenie Man

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Verse 1:

How some bwoy a talk suh like a dem one get di power

When opum pum dem a devour

Eat di girl like dem a flour

Sex di girl dem by di hour

Mek dem bawl fi dem madda

Cool mek mi line up mi girl dem get dem together

 

How some guy a dis mi when mi talk mi nuh guh rhyme

My toe mi jam mi drop mi sign

A me di gal dem waan fi wine

Because the deejay nah fi wine

Because dem cyaan come touch mi style

Because di deejay nah guh talk like nuh Calvin Klein

 

How dem a try fi dis mi when dem know wi find new gear

Because a we one rule di year

Di gal paly up inna wi hair

Di gal dem treat wi with care

Because di clothes a weh wi wear

Because dem know seh wicked man a rasta man wi nah guh pair

But..

 

Chorus

Has the world gone mad?

Somebody tell mi nuh?

Has the world gon mad?

Guh ask the President?

Has the world gone mad?

Somebody tell mi nuh?

Has the world gone ....  is di world gone ...

 

Has di world gone mad?

Please tell mi nuh

Has di world gone mad?

Mi really want fi know

Has di world gone mad?

Wah?

Has di world gone ...  is di world gone

 

 

Verse 2

Rastaman nuh mix with Babylon business

Because dem know wi work so hard

Because nuff time wi profit

Because di way wi treat wi life

And all di way how wi guh live

Dem nuh like wi 'cause wi tink positive

And yo ...  hey

 

Nuff a dem keep up every day dem inna killing mood

And a one bag of looting and join up inna bag a shooting

Then policeman haffi ketch them

When dem ketch him dem gun shot him

Yuh hear him mumma deh bawl "What a innocent t'ing?"

Hey ...

 

Everyday yuh get up inna di cold yuh still nuh sure yet

Di whole heap a money weh yuh mek seh be careful how yuh spend it

Well yuh haffi spend it wisely and nuh mek police man touch it

Else yuh a guh get deport and Lukie waan guh live and ...

 

Chorus

 

Verse 3

Well di prisoners dung a GP well a fi dem past wi grief

Because di footballers and musicians a we a run di peace

Look how some likle rasta bwoy nuh know John who live out a East

A nuff a dem a wolf unda clothes a nyam meat

Yeah ...

 

Cut him a try fi dis when him know wi got di heat

And when a we one got di passion di passion wi got di beat

And di music it a play and how di music sound sweet

Uno cool mek mi rick to di bad reggae beat

 

How dem a try fi dis mi when a we one set di history

And a we one write di story

And a we one get di glory

Yo wi happy Bob Marley set di pace dat we can tek it

Well easy all a di artiste dem inna di country and sing

 

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