Masicka - Make Moves lyrics
Masicka [Javaun Nicholas Fearon] Jamaica
[Masicka - Make Moves lyrics]
Yo Troyton this a weh hard work gi' you
Watch yah!
Make me tell you how mi feeling
Feel like tell them how mi feeling
Money stacked to the ceiling
Wonder if mi dreaming?
Spend five G's this morning
Make it back by this evening
Gangsta do real thing
Like mommy haffi alright
Everything lock, that a key thing
When mi say bleaching, a nuh Nadinola
Mi tell mi son, "your daddy gon'-" wha'?
"Gon' rich like Lee Ching"
Mi nuh frighten fi clean skin
Mi nuh frighten fi G-string
A fuck gyal long time
From me a sneak out, and a sneak in
A pastor do preaching
My talk a nuh cheap talk
So mi nah go a dem meeting
A ground mi used to sleep, king
Wha' that? Roof leaking
Money mi want, mi nuh need Kim
Pockets swell like a bee sting
We deh pon another level now ahhh ah
Know star, when mi see star
Mi look inna di mirror and mi ready now
Ahhh ah
Tek we light last year, fucker dem try
And di plate heavy now
We a make news, we a make moves
Pussy dem still a make noise
We a make move, fi go make food
Pussy dem still a make noise
Life goes on, so the fight goes on
And mi far from the worst part
Dem try fi burry me
Food a eat, and some nice clothes on
And mi rise from the dirt
Money haffi make, you know say
I've got to work we nuh take handouts
We take off them gyal skirts
We feeling up, we make feelings hurt
And mi smoke and just fly
Mi not feeling hurt mankind too wicked
Watch the pussy them a lurk
Be careful, dem will kill you fi a shirt
Ask the sun, ask the moon
Mi a star from birth
Dollars pon dollars, dem gyal ya gonna twerk
We deh pon another level now ahhh ah
Know star, when mi see star
Mi look inna di mirror and mi ready now
Ahhh ah
Tek we light last year, fucker dem try
And di plate heavy now
We a make news, we a make moves
Pussy dem still a make noise
We a make move, fi go make food
Pussy dem still a make noise
Watch yah!
Make me tell you how mi feeling
Feel like tell them how mi feeling
Money stacked to the ceiling
Wonder if mi dreaming?
Spend five G's this morning
Make it back by this evening
Gangsta do real thing
Like mommy haffi alright
Everything lock, that a key thing
When mi say bleaching, a nuh Nadinola
Mi tell mi son, "your daddy gon'-" wha'?
"Gon' rich like Lee Ching"
Mi nuh frighten fi clean skin
Mi nuh frighten fi G-string
A fuck gyal long time
From me a sneak out, and a sneak in
A pastor do preaching
My talk a nuh cheap talk
So mi nah go a dem meeting
A ground mi used to sleep, king
Wha' that? Roof leaking
Money mi want, mi nuh need Kim
Pockets swell like a bee sting
We deh pon another level now ahhh ah
Know star, when mi see star
Mi look inna di mirror and mi ready now
Ahhh ah
Tek we light last year, fucker dem try
And di plate heavy now
We a make news, we a make moves
Pussy dem still a make noise
We a make move, fi go make food
Pussy dem still a make noise
Life goes on, so the fight goes on
And mi far from the worst part
Dem try fi burry me
Food a eat, and some nice clothes on
And mi rise from the dirt
Money haffi make, you know say
I've got to work we nuh take handouts
We take off them gyal skirts
We feeling up, we make feelings hurt
And mi smoke and just fly
Mi not feeling hurt mankind too wicked
Watch the pussy them a lurk
Be careful, dem will kill you fi a shirt
Ask the sun, ask the moon
Mi a star from birth
Dollars pon dollars, dem gyal ya gonna twerk
We deh pon another level now ahhh ah
Know star, when mi see star
Mi look inna di mirror and mi ready now
Ahhh ah
Tek we light last year, fucker dem try
And di plate heavy now
We a make news, we a make moves
Pussy dem still a make noise
We a make move, fi go make food
Pussy dem still a make noise