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Popcaan

My God

 

My God


[Chorus:]
My God naw meck mi suffer
My God naw meck mi suffer
Thank God mi nuh lydown pon stretcher
My God naw meck mi suffer

Naw meck mi suffer
My God naw meck mi suffer
Anyweh mi gold deh
Mi haffi go fa
My God naw meck mi suffer

[Verse 1:]
Mi born poor
But mi naw dead poor
Fi mi signs a mi life dem
A supn weh mi cyaa ignore
And the place weh mi come from
St. Thomas Portmore
Nuff youth haffi tek on the road from
Dem in a Karki clothe

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Big up St. Thomas, Portland
Weh mi know mi a star from day one
Am happy though from a rise up bare song
Nuff a dem nuh...
Mi tour the world now
A nuh just Cayman
Waterford, Naccozed man grate an
Water House, Max-Field and Pain Land
Nuh fear demon nor Satan
Still mi haffi buy a Benz fi mi likkle brother Natan
Father shot Andrew Well a celebration
Addi make Popcaan a great man
Enemies cyaa steer pon caw

[Chorus]

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