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Ganja Smuggling lyrics with English Translations
Early, early Sunday morning
It was a big ganja smuggling, hey
Inna the mud me a pick collie bud
An' me a load dem down in off the top, hey
One by one, load up the van, all of-a ganja it ram
Put it on a plane, the weed gon' a Spain
Money jus' a pour like rain
Me jus' a mogel up the lane in a rolled gold chain, hey
Me an' me girl name Jane
Dung there in the ghetto I go Where sufferation I once know, hey Mummy an' daddy, all a' we so poor We all had to sleep on the floor, hey Storm it come and it blow dung me door Me haffi nail up me window Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go Mummy jus' a bawl "Poor, poor, poor" Me cry, she seh "Son cry no more"
Early, early Sunday morning It was a big ganja smuggling, hey Inna the mud me a pick collie bud An' me a load dem down in off the top, hey One by one, load up the van, all of-a ganja it ram Put it on a plane, the weed gon' a Spain Money jus' a pour like rain Me jus' a mogel up the lane in a rolled gold chain, hey Me an' me girl name Jane
Dung there in the ghetto I go Where tribulation I once know, hey Mummy an' daddy, all a' we so poor We all had to sleep on the floor, hey Storm it come and it blow dung me door Me haffi nail up me window Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go Mama tell me "Nah rob drug store Police beat yuh, mek yu back sore", hey
Dung there in the ghetto I go Where sufferation I once know, hey Mummy an' daddy, all a' we so poor We all had to sleep on the floor, hey Storm it come and it blow dung me door Me haffi nail up me window Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go Mummy jus' a bawl "Poor, poor, poor" Me cry, she seh "Son cry no more"
Early, early Sunday morning It was a big ganja smuggling, hey Inna the mud me a pick collie bud An' me a load dem down in off the top, hey One by one, load up the van, all of-a ganja it ram Put it on a plane, the weed gon' a Spain Money jus' a pour like rain Me jus' a mogel up the lane in a rolled gold chain, hey Me an' me girl name Jane
Dung there in the ghetto I go Where tribulation I once know, hey Mummy an' daddy, all a' we so poor We all had to sleep on the floor, hey Storm it come and it blow dung me door Me haffi nail up me window Me shoes tear up, me toe just a show Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go Mama tell me "Nah rob drug store Police beat yuh, mek yu back sore", hey
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