Lyrics Vybz Kartel – Dallaz

‘Bout me nah voice fi Don…
Don Corleone
Gone for the money
A Di Teacha

Dalla-lala-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
The whole Jamaica waan Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz

Pon the Gaza
Make me tell you why me hustle
Me love exercise mi bank account muscle
Me never have tea no, a champagne a bubble
When you see me with the greens, anuh callaloo a juggle
Fi the new year, me name Addi Mr. Duffle
Addi haffi stack up the chips like Ruffles
Diamond mi ears, platinum ’round mi knuckle
Me know say a ghetto me born
So me haffi tricky like the three card man weh a shuffle
Mi mother waan things, how me fi nuh have nothing?
Me fire mackerel and promote her to mutton
Nana-nana-na
No skylarking
Addi anuh addi button
Me born from nothing so me must waan something
A 7 deadly sins
Me add on one more pon it, and it a the money button
So me sing

Dalla-lala-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
The whole Jamaica waan Dalla-la-laz

If you a idlers, mhm mhm, me no follow clown
Go circle Sadiki for the dollar sound
A inna duffle bag my money carry ’round
From Gaza to Dela Vega to Barry Town
Hey, rice bag ?
One phone call send Ratty go a town
When man a chat you go nah listen dem, me a listen some Euro inna surround sound
DJ Wayne who? Him no gyal clown
Gyal gwan, get a couple grands fi your own
Me nah love gyal more than money
Me’d prefer put a Nanny inna a wedding gown and married her

Dalla-lala-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
The whole Jamaica waan Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
All Laing a Big Yard
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
If you check Danger
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz

Pon the Gaza
Make me tell you why me hustle
Me love exercise mi bank account muscle
Me never have tea no, a champagne a bubble
When you see me with the greens, anuh callaloo a juggle
Fi the new year, me name Addi Mr. Duffle
Addi haffi stack up the chips like Ruffles
Diamond mi ears, platinum ’round mi knuckle
Me know say a ghetto me born
So me haffi tricky like the three card man weh a shuffle
Mi mother waan things, how me fi nuh have nothing?
Me fire mackerel and promote her to mutton
Nana-nana-na
No skylarking
Addi anuh addi button
Me born from nothing so me must waan something
A 7 deadly sins
Me add on one more pon it, and it a the money button
So me sing

Dalla-lala-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
The whole Jamaica waan Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
Down a Big Yard
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
If you check pon the Gaza
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz

If you a idlers, mhm mhm, me no follow clown
Go circle Sadiki for the dollar sound
A inna duffle bag my money carry ’round
From Gaza to Dela Vega to Barry Town
Hey, rice bag ?
One phone call send Ratty go a town
When man a chat you go nah listen dem, me a listen some Euro inna surround sound
DJ Wayne who? Him no gyal clown
Gyal gwan, get a couple grands fi your own
Me nah love gyal more than money
Me’d prefer put a Nanny inna a wedding gown and married her

Dalla-lala-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
The whole Jamaica waan Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
All Laing a Big Yard
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz
If you check Danger
Dalla-la-laz
Dalla-lala-laz