Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Protoje
Protoje
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Corleon
Don Corleon
Songwriter

Lyrics

(It's gonna be)
(What is it gonna be?)
(I said it's gonna be)
(I'm telling you it's gonna be)
My mommy said, from di fuss day dat she hold ma head
Dat I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
Weh I, I
My mommy say
From di fuss day dat she hold ma head
I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
I, I
Hockey Jersey inna heat
Patrick Ewing pon di feet
Buju Banton pon di beat, unnu memba dat?
'92 December dat
Paco Jeans an Travel Fox boots from vendor dat
Mi just a learn seh rubbers a nuh pencil top, a pencil dat
Write it out now
Bet yuh seh dem fight it out now
Wen a nuh now man a fight with Po-Po
Police leave mi colleagues please
Soldiers lef di green inna can like Folgers
Like seh a coffee dat haffi pack
Conceal di smell, collect it an unseal it
Den unleash it till di first mill reaching in
No sleep, we bleaching fi make money like Lee-Chin
Or at least him brother dem
Suh wi can try get a superbuss until di money surplus like Superplus
Is a must
My mommy said from di fuss day dat she hold ma head
Dat I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
Weh I, I
My mommy say
From di fuss day dat she hold ma head
I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
I used to get a bounce pon mi cheque
But now mi get a cheque everytime mi track a bounce pon yuh deck
Plus mi get a nod an a bounce from yuh neck
An a "Oh" She pronounce wen she bounce pon mi
A thousand fi di ounce, a di brown, pon a stick or a stalk or a stem
But di pound do di trick fah mi, fah mi
Full a suh much ganja talk
Just come in from mi ganja walk
Oh yes it is pon mi
Di lyrics mek dem conversate it
Police waan fi confiscate it
Wen dem see it pon mi
But squaddy seh him love mi music
An dat mus be why mi use it
Suh him leave it pon mi
Suh mi leave promptly, an guh back a di yaad
Guh back an record
Diggy lean pon mi
Wid no sleep, we hunting fi mek money
Like Bunting fi achieve dis one ting
'Cause
My mommy said from di fuss day dat she hold ma head
Dat I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
Weh I, I
My mommy say
From di fuss day dat she hold ma head
I was gonna be dread
Suh now I'm gonna be dread
(It's gonna be)
(What is it gonna be?)
(I said it's gonna be)
(I'm telling you it's gonna be)
I'm telling you, I'm telling you, I'm telling you
It's gonna be, who gonna be?
(It's gonna be)
We gonna be, it's gotta be
(It's gonna be)
I gotta be dread dread
From di fuss time mi show ma head
(Fuss time mi show ma head)
I gotta be dread, dread
From di fuss time mi show ma head
(Fuss time mi show ma head)
I gotta be dread, dread, dread
Dread, dread, dread
Be dread
Written by: Don Corleon
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