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Beenie Man

Touch Di Road

 

Touch Di Road


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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