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ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Prince Swanny
Prince Swanny
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
David Millien
David Millien
Composición
Taryll Swan
Taryll Swan
Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Millbeatz Entertainment
Millbeatz Entertainment
Producción

Letra

Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up
Every ghetto youth mek some money, fuck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pan yuh dawgs cuz some a dem a snitch
From man a school youth me fi know this and doh borrow man thing cuz them will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pan the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever seh that me ever beg friend cuz me roll with the one king thats the president
Aim for the stars but me reach to the moon (Ah, ah)
Every youth wa latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass thru (Ah, ah)
Aye pussy if you doh like me seh me doh like you
Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)
Down inna the bees where me deh everyday
Couple dogs around me, me nah go stray
Check pan mi feet, yeah Versace deh
Pussy dem talk, yeah, mi nah go hear dem
Rifle tall so wi nah go spare dem
Millbeatz say we nah beg friend
Thank God for life mi buss well, every party mi shell
Aim for the stars but me reach to the moon (Ah, ah)
Every youth wa latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass thru (Ah, ah)
Aye pussy if you doh like me seh me doh like you
Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)
Yeah Bajan link, American link, linky Jamaica weh yuh can sink
Haitian badman with the tall thing and the high grade weed weh mi keep smoking
Grenadian mad man ah no joke thing
Mek me link Mr Killa and lift up everything
Guyana weh mi gone for mi Cuban, it ah shine so bright, yuh nuh see the diamonds?
Every ghetto youth mek some money, fuck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pan yuh dawgs cuz some a dem a snitch
From man a school youth me fi know this and doh borrow man thing cuz them will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pan the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever seh that me ever beg friend cuz me roll with the one king thats the president
Aim for the stars but me reach to the moon (Ah, ah)
Every youth wa latest designer, room full of shoes (Ah, ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Dan when mi pass thru (Ah, ah)
Aye pussy if you doh like me seh me doh like you
Man ah winner, bread winner (Ah, ah)
Written by: David Millien, Taryll Swan
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