Vybz Kartel - Love lyrics
Vybz Kartel [Adidja Azim Palmer] Portmore, Jamaica 🇯🇲
[Vybz Kartel - Love lyrics]
She cry seh she cyaa tek di pressure no more
She seh she feel like pack up har tings dem
And run away to a place
Where there is
Lovee love, Love
There is lovee
That's what she's really searching for lovee
Love, love only lovee
And where she finds that place
That's where she stays
Show har appreciation tell har yuh love har
And yuh fi rub har not just di night time
Any time a di right time
Dinner by candlelight, white winе
Before di right wine
Ah cyaa yuh woman yah bеat up
And a ill treat
Yuh buy di mansion weh carpet inside
Beds wid quilt sheet
Give har di world and pay di bill fi'it
And a wonder why she still cheat
Second verse is fi di fadas
Any man weh round di cornas
And molest dem daughtas
Is like a blind man inna darkas
You nuh see, every madda even yours
Is a daughta
Dem start as, she tell mummy, mummy seh a lie
She haffi run weh like ink outta di markers
Till me hear from di son seh she pregnant
Fi a school yute cross di
Borders weh show har
Dis woman, have two yute weh big enough
Fi understand bout life living and living up
She want better fi them, she ain't giving up
Before she mek dem dead
She sell her body instead
Dem brains was too young to decide
Dem cuss har to di point of suicide
Then a ask why dem madda died
Dem destroy har last drop
Of dignity and pride she try but nuh get no
She seh she feel like pack up har tings dem
And run away to a place
Where there is
Lovee love, Love
There is lovee
That's what she's really searching for lovee
Love, love only lovee
And where she finds that place
That's where she stays
Show har appreciation tell har yuh love har
And yuh fi rub har not just di night time
Any time a di right time
Dinner by candlelight, white winе
Before di right wine
Ah cyaa yuh woman yah bеat up
And a ill treat
Yuh buy di mansion weh carpet inside
Beds wid quilt sheet
Give har di world and pay di bill fi'it
And a wonder why she still cheat
Second verse is fi di fadas
Any man weh round di cornas
And molest dem daughtas
Is like a blind man inna darkas
You nuh see, every madda even yours
Is a daughta
Dem start as, she tell mummy, mummy seh a lie
She haffi run weh like ink outta di markers
Till me hear from di son seh she pregnant
Fi a school yute cross di
Borders weh show har
Dis woman, have two yute weh big enough
Fi understand bout life living and living up
She want better fi them, she ain't giving up
Before she mek dem dead
She sell her body instead
Dem brains was too young to decide
Dem cuss har to di point of suicide
Then a ask why dem madda died
Dem destroy har last drop
Of dignity and pride she try but nuh get no