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Maestro lyrics with English Translations
Were not attained by sudden flight
But they, while their companions slept
Were toiling upward through the night"
Well, this is the maestro Hahaha I have the doctorate for all things It's just another one, please
Me no want no idle jubbie Fi come hackle my body, I say The gyal dem all a run me dung Gyal, dem all a hunt me dung Gyal, dem all a draw me dung True dem waan suck out me tongue Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out Jump, spread out and whine
A me say Gyal you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight prize You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
But me say Gyal, from a him pal Man love you bad, man dem out a road Dem see your body all a mad Gyal you know you're cute, yes that a the truth Man dem out a road, dem waan fi pick you like a fruit Gyal your body bright, dim all me light But me nah go lef' you 'cause you have the slam right Wifey haffi vex, cah me gyal a pest As maga as me be, a me the gyal dem a request, request
So! From you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
Well excuse me boy, after the gyal dem me cry Whine, Suzy, whine Weh dem a call vulgarity a exercise Whine, Angie, whine A me Jamaican gyal dem you waan criticise? Whine, baby, whine The more remarks them pass, the more you bun them eyes When you whine, Patsy, whine From you a African princess, don't be shy Whine, baby, whine, so weh me say
Face an' the shape an' the body weh you have Bare as you dare X rated an' mad All a gyal a push up, tell a gyal say she hot Three is a crowd an' you nah carry no bag Wifey better try get rid a the luggage Mate out a road, tek you husband fi carriage She all a use allum fi try encourage One night with him and your life inna worries Wait! So!
Udle jubbie Fi come hackle my body, I saaay We,, the gyal dem all a run me dung Gyal, dem all a hunt me dung Gyal, dem all a draw me dung True dem waan suck out me tongue Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out Jump, spread out and whine
But me say Gyal you a the wife, man a treat you prize Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
But me say Gyal, from a him pal Man love you bad, man dem out a road Dem see your body all a mad Gyal you know you're cute, yes that a the truth Man dem out a road, dem waan fi pick you like a fruit Gyal your body bright, dim all me light But me nah go lef' you 'cause you have the slam right Wifey haffi vex, cah me gyal a pest As maga as me be, a me the gyal dem a request, request
But From you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight..
Well, this is the maestro Hahaha I have the doctorate for all things It's just another one, please
Me no want no idle jubbie Fi come hackle my body, I say The gyal dem all a run me dung Gyal, dem all a hunt me dung Gyal, dem all a draw me dung True dem waan suck out me tongue Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out Jump, spread out and whine
A me say Gyal you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight prize You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
But me say Gyal, from a him pal Man love you bad, man dem out a road Dem see your body all a mad Gyal you know you're cute, yes that a the truth Man dem out a road, dem waan fi pick you like a fruit Gyal your body bright, dim all me light But me nah go lef' you 'cause you have the slam right Wifey haffi vex, cah me gyal a pest As maga as me be, a me the gyal dem a request, request
So! From you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
Well excuse me boy, after the gyal dem me cry Whine, Suzy, whine Weh dem a call vulgarity a exercise Whine, Angie, whine A me Jamaican gyal dem you waan criticise? Whine, baby, whine The more remarks them pass, the more you bun them eyes When you whine, Patsy, whine From you a African princess, don't be shy Whine, baby, whine, so weh me say
Face an' the shape an' the body weh you have Bare as you dare X rated an' mad All a gyal a push up, tell a gyal say she hot Three is a crowd an' you nah carry no bag Wifey better try get rid a the luggage Mate out a road, tek you husband fi carriage She all a use allum fi try encourage One night with him and your life inna worries Wait! So!
Udle jubbie Fi come hackle my body, I saaay We,, the gyal dem all a run me dung Gyal, dem all a hunt me dung Gyal, dem all a draw me dung True dem waan suck out me tongue Jump, spread out, gyal, jump, spread out Jump, spread out and whine
But me say Gyal you a the wife, man a treat you prize Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight
But me say Gyal, from a him pal Man love you bad, man dem out a road Dem see your body all a mad Gyal you know you're cute, yes that a the truth Man dem out a road, dem waan fi pick you like a fruit Gyal your body bright, dim all me light But me nah go lef' you 'cause you have the slam right Wifey haffi vex, cah me gyal a pest As maga as me be, a me the gyal dem a request, request
But From you a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight dry You a the wife, man a treat you right Hand up inna the air you and mate no fight..
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