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Parrot Beak lyrics with English Translations
Dem cross the path, dem never know
Never knoooow...
Never wanted no warning
Dem never know...
You think is a sad song, when the .50 caliber pitch Weh the one bag a chat for, mek dem find him stink Swell up big like the tire 'pon a tractor Nothing cyaan go no doctor
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
Hear me now Hotta Ball Me see say none a dem no bad at all Shot swell you up, your mother bawl Trigger finger no stop jump, it no linger Bwoy haffi get funeral, still pastor stammer Tell me da bwoy deh a nyamer Kentire, rise up the bomber My shot a ring out your head like dryer Tell friends a real, go rise the head fryer
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
So tell draws motuh, shut up him cum tongue When the shot dem a beat house a bun down And the shot dem faster than 9.58 Like the track weh Usaine Bolt a run down Me fire six shot, five man drop No, me no miss with the Glock Cah the one weh never connect a it pull the door lock And inna daylight, the 'K spray right The black rogue home out when it touch night
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
You think is a sad song Weh the one bag a chat for, mek dem find him stink Swell up big like the tire 'pon a tractor Nothing cyaan go no doctor
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
You think is a sad song, when the .50 caliber pitch Weh the one bag a chat for, mek dem find him stink Swell up big like the tire 'pon a tractor Nothing cyaan go no doctor
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
Hear me now Hotta Ball Me see say none a dem no bad at all Shot swell you up, your mother bawl Trigger finger no stop jump, it no linger Bwoy haffi get funeral, still pastor stammer Tell me da bwoy deh a nyamer Kentire, rise up the bomber My shot a ring out your head like dryer Tell friends a real, go rise the head fryer
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
So tell draws motuh, shut up him cum tongue When the shot dem a beat house a bun down And the shot dem faster than 9.58 Like the track weh Usaine Bolt a run down Me fire six shot, five man drop No, me no miss with the Glock Cah the one weh never connect a it pull the door lock And inna daylight, the 'K spray right The black rogue home out when it touch night
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
You think is a sad song Weh the one bag a chat for, mek dem find him stink Swell up big like the tire 'pon a tractor Nothing cyaan go no doctor
Stop run off your parrot beak Bwoy a go dead when the cannon beat See badman, you know you cannot speak Shot lef' your face flat like an almond leaf Lord God, when me gun dem come Set C4 fi anyway the punk dem turn Say you a go diss me, so dweet and done When me mek shot beat like a bloodclaat drum
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