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Vybz Kartel – Couldn’t

Singers: Vybz Kartel
song cover

Lyrics Vybz Kartel – Couldn’t

Text:

Him a ill treat you
Every minute him beat you
‘Pon top a that him is a freak weh a eat you
When him done him waan delete

Ayy tell her seh me deh ya so
Tell her seh me deh ya so
We fuck inna the bush and call it Pegasus
Then we fuck a Pegasus how yuh pussy bush up so

My style that
That’s it atta girl
Do your thing slow whine marathon
You nuh wrong when you tell him doh fuck your bottom
Seh ayy bwoy bring that to your mom
Him a tek set ‘pon you
A raise war every minute and a cuss like him a wear draws
Or kill him if you inna the getaway car
Yo, a joke me a mek

You couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
You couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Gyal a up inna your belly, bang your head against the wall
If a dung a river me a fuck you ‘pon a rock
Him a nuh nobody Addi a the general
Him a gi’ you bun so you get a cinnamon

Me tune into yuh class
Everybody have someone a earth
Every birth is a natural link to the past
Seh you a second hand girl not a raas
Whether pre-owned or is a new car

A nuh nothing a the same thing to the world boss
I fuck a bag a virgin from him was a virgin a go a class

Baby, you couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
You couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Gyal a up inna your belly, bang your head against the wall
If a dung a river me a fuck you ‘pon a rock
Him a nuh nobody Addi a the general
Him a gi’ you bun so you get a cinnamon

Him a ill treat you
Every minute him beat you
‘Pon top a that him is a freak weh a eat you
When him done him waan delete
Ayy tell her seh me deh ya so
Tell her seh me deh ya so
We fuck inna the bush and call it Pegasus
Then we fuck a Pegasus how yuh pussy bush up so

My style that
That’s it atta girl
Do your thing slow whine marathon
You nuh wrong when you tell him doh fuck your bottom
Seh ayy bwoy bring that to your mom
Him a tek set ‘pon you
A raise war every minute and a cuss like him a wear draws
Or kill him if you inna the getaway car
Yo, a joke me a mek

Baby, you couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
You couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Couldn’t mek me love you, couldn’t mek me love you so
Gyal a up inna your belly, bang your head against the wall
If a dung a river me a fuck you ‘pon a rock
Him a nuh nobody Addi a the general
Him a gi’ you bun so you get a cinnamon