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Nobody knows her
Nobody knows her at all
And I ain't wondering why
I love that girl at all
Love love love
Love that girl at all
Hey hey yeah
Ultra stimulation
Satta vibration
Ultra stimulation
Vital vibration
Anybody's music
Any dance at all
She just loves that dancing music
Late late late
Late not dancing hall
What you say
Ultra stimulation
Satta vibration
Ultra stimulation
Vital vibration
Well if you're up and if you up we live it up
Well if you're up and if you up we leave you up
Well if you're up and if you up we give it up
Well if you're up and if you up we leave you up
She will guide i will follow
And she test all the swallow
And she cook up a fire
And she take it up stronger
Anybody's music
Any dance at all
She just loves that dancing music
Late late late
Late not dancing hall
Hey hey hey
What you say
Ultra stimulation
Satta vibration
Ultra stimulation
Vital vibration
Ultra stimulation
Satta vibration
Ultra stimulation
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It's great when we're together
Sun or rain
I know that I can't live without you
But you're just like the weather
When you change
And you refrain to speak to me
Sometimes I feel lighter than the air
When you shine
You brighten up my day
Sometimes I feel lighter than the air
When you shine
You brighten up my day
It's great when we're together
Whether or never
It's the same
And I know I am not new to you
Got to be clever
Don't fool around with me I'll treat you good
Sometimes I feel lighter than the air
When you shine
When you shine
You brighten up my day
Sometimes I feel lighter than the air
It's great when we're together
You brighten up my day
It's great when we're together
Sun or rain
I know that I can't live without you
But you're just like the weather
When you change
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Written by F. Quaye and B. Marley
Sun is shining
The weather is sweet yeah
Makes you wanna move your dancing feet
To the rescue
Here I am
I want you to know y'all
Here I stand
As the morning gathers a rainbow
I want you to know y'all
That I'm a rainbow with you
'Cause I'm a hero
Like Robert de Niro
I know an Ital Rasta man
Got to keep I heights
Protection until time
The sun is shining
For you and there's nothing else to do
War is explosive
You got to demonstrate
Don't fight
'Cause the sun is shining
For you
There's nothing else to do
As the morning gathers a rainbow
I want you to know now
That I'm a rainbow with you
Woh yeah test the eye
Tes' the eye....
Fear no evil
Channel like a lion
Channel like a lion
Some say - yeah
Money in my....
One on one
Money in my pocket
But I just can't get your love
Some say - yeah
And the sun is shining
Don't fight
And you got soul
And you're chopping it up aero
For you....
There's nothing else to do
Sun is shining
The weather is sweet
Makes you wanna move
Your dancing feet
To the rescue
Here I am
I want you to know y'all
Here I stand
As the morning gathers a rainbow
I want you to know
That I'm a rainbow with you
As the morning gathers a rainbow
I'm rougher than rough
Rougher than rough
'Cause I'm a rainbow with you
Tougher than tough
Tougher than tough
Channel like a lion - yeah
This is some fashion - yeah
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Even after all the murdering
Even after y'all suffering sow (seeds)
You know I love you so
You know I love you so and so
Even after all
All that you go on... sir
Is the order of the day
And all that you believe... sir
Is the order of this society
You know I love you so
You know I love you so and so
Even after all
Tis is my manner y'all
Man just feel satisfied
No competition, no competition at all
I just feel satta star
Them eyes are gorgeous girl
No demise
Uprise
I got to raise it again
Them eyes are gorgeous
I must advance
I don't check for no superficial
It's got to be beneficial
These sonic fruits, these sonic fruits... sight
These sonic fruits
Got them moving around alright
Hyper play
Steppin' and rising
Even after all the murdering that go on
Even after all oh no your suffering sow (seeds)
You know I love you so
You know I love so and so
Even after all
You just survive soldier
And your soul is beautiful
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My bassman is a ghost
And my ghost is a news carrier
News carrier back me up man
I had some pain
I became
Your satellite
Got to get it all right
Sight
I know a man called Sylvester
Him have to wear a bullet proof vest y'all
No kinda way no kinda way at all
Music live
Children learn
I may be trigger happy
But I wished I had a pappy
To show me right from wrong
And good from evil
This is the future hey
I ain't gonna shoot you hey
And if you feel you got to move
I man can supply a groove
I man can soothe for real
Had a daddy had a pappa
Who ran away from my mother
See
Those who have eyes like mine
Let them shine
All time all star
I had some pain
I became your sonic satellite
Got to get it all right
Just right
I know a man called Sylvester
Him have to wear a bullet proof vest y'all
No kinda way no kinda way through the day
Music live
after you learn
I may be trigger happy
But I wished I had a pappy
To show me right from wrong
And good from evil
This is the future hey
I ain't gonna shoot ya hey
And if you feel you got to scream
'Cause you're dealing with the cream
You're not wrong
Had a daddy had a pappa
Who ran away from my mother
Had a daddy had a pappa
Him inspire and entertain
Then my mother mash up in brain
So had a daddy had a pappa
Who ran away from my mother yeah
My friend he is a snapper
But enjoy dress up snapper
Dapper snapper dapper dapper snapper
Gunshot acapella
Shoot out acapella
Rocket interstellar
Take it interstellar
Shoot out acapella
Those who have eyes like the dawn
Ride on and turn the people on
Never mind morgan
Thieved my mamma's tomato
Thieved her sweet potato
Reball the banana
Then they make it hyper
For us to live together
My generation
Got to stand up in love
The higher the more
The stronger the harder
Do you see it
Hey
Those who have eyes like a don
Ride on and turn the people on
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You got to appreciate
You got to be great
It's a wicked calibre
It's a little story
Some sonic glory
Control
Wicked satellite
Just right
Harder than a gunshot
Hard than the steel
The way of the explosive
Ire
Rasta is Higher
Yeah
Control
Fire.....The soul desire
Mighty, yeah
Youth them a shock out
The youth them shock out
Stepper
So pass the pepper this is hyper
Yeah
Y'all
Next man give some loving
Next man give some loving
Never mind a gun shot
Never mind a lick shot sir
Harder than the gun shot
Quicker than a win chun fighting - right on
Higher
Control
Rock it (x3)
Control
Yush
Mighty
Harder than the gun shot seen ?
Harder than the steel
The way of the explosive
Ire
Rasta is higher, yeah
Controller
Wicked satellite
Just right, yeah
All night
It's a little story
Some sonic powerful glory y'all
The stronger the breeze
The stronger it blow
Mighty y'all yeah
Jah
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Written by F. Quaye
You know your smile woman
You treat me so darn darn fine
You give me such an appetite
And I need your loving every night
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Baby when you kiss my lips
Makes me want to go head over heels for you
When you whisper in my ear
What I say is how I feel for you yeah
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Since I was sweet 16
I wanted you to make you my queen
Then until the day you were
You're the loving girl that's taking my hand
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Now I'm glad I'm older man
See things are riding to plan
And baby if you promise me
We can build our world together
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Your love gets sweeter every day
Walking so sweetly when you walk when you talk
When you dance with me girl
Walking so sweetly when you walk when you talk
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Met a little girl in London city yeah
When I hear that she sing so pretty yeah
I had to catch a plane
I had to be with her again
Stepping in New York city now
Now I see when she dance so pretty yeah
I got to be her friend
I got to hear her sing yeah yeah
You met a little girl in London city yeah
When I hear that she sing so pretty yeah
I had to catch a plane
I had to be with her again
Stepping in New York city now
Now I see when she dance so pretty yeah
I got to be her friend
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You got to make it on your own
You're so alone
You got to make it on your own
You're so alone
Mercy lord I beg you since
I have become a man
Won't you understand
I'm a sweet and loving man
if you is so rude
In a mellow way
Then that's ok
If it's so bad
Lookin' for the steel
Then you know you got to feel
then you know you got to feel
As I would rock it to you baby
Mercy lord I beg you since
I have become a man
Won't you understand
I'm a sweet and loving man X2
If it's life that you're loving
There ain't nothing more to do
If it's life that you're loving
There ain't nothing more to do
If there is a place for everyone
In your art
Then you would never get a better start
If there is a place for everyone
In your heart
Then you would never get a better start
Mercy you understand
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Written by F. Quaye and A. Propfh
Forgiving and forgetting is best
Tried to forgive but I could not forget
And I found myself
Falling
For you again
Feel like I've been down this lonely track before
It's like a little deja vu but a little bit more
Falling
For you again
Where was I when you say bye bye?
Hold up my heart who say man don't cry?
Because I became close today
Sister you got me falling
Mmm all over your feet
These wandering emotions got me
Falling
For you again
Tried to hold back but I could only hold on
To a feeling we both know should be long gone
Sister you got me falling
Mmm all over your feet
These wandering emotions got me
Falling
For you again
Solitude
Solitude setting
Solitude
Solitude setting
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I feel so fine I
I feel so good
I feel so hot yeah
Yeah yeah
I had to touch you
I feel so good yeah
You move so fine you
You move so wild I, I, I
I need a lover I
I'm floating on air
You
You feel so fine you
You move so loose yeah
Yeah yeah
I need a lover
I feel so fine I
I feel so good
I feel so hot yeah
Yeah yeah
I had to touch you hmm
I'm floating on air ( air air air )
I
I feel so good yeah
You move so fine
You move so wild I, I, I
I need a lover hmm
I'm floating on air
You
You feel so fine you
You move so loose yeah
Yeah yeah
I need a lover hmm
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Written by F. Quaye
Yes eyes
Pick up
Bubble that
Yeah
When I come again to take away the pain
Lift up your heart
When I come again to drive away the pain
Lift up your art - I must know
If it ain't of no flower dew
It'll sure make you blue
Lift up your art
If you don't know which way the wind is blowing
Wicked gravity
If you don't know by now
You may never know
When I come again to drive away the pain
Lift up your art
If it ain't of optimism
I will pay no attention
If you should know
I really need you
You would overcome
Feelings
If it ain't of no flower dew
It sure ain't for you
Lift up your heart
If it ain't of no flower dew
It'll sure make you blue
Lift up your heart
Here I come again to drive away the pain
When I come again to drive away the pain
Lift up your heart
If you don't know by now
You may never know
If you don't know which way the wind is blowing
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