Lyrics Vybz Kartel – Keep Him
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Can a gyal tek your man away?
Can a gyal tek your man away?
Can a gyal tek your man away?
Can a gyal tek your man away?
You better whine ‘pon hood
Do the supn dem weh you know say you should
Tick it and you toc it, when you catch nah shrub
Which one a unno gone inna man yard?
When you tek off the draws, the draws no wash good
A dutty gyal cyaan do weh you do
Gyal, your pussy tiny, you mussi use voodoo
Tell a gyal say, «Listen, a who a fool you?»
Control your pussy, no mek your pussy rule you
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
Da tight supn deh, a that keep him
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
Open Sesame, I wanna reach in
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
Open Sesame
You haffi bad like shad
Inna bedroom, no me no rate no coward
This a no no fifty, so ride ‘pon strad
Nah touch you when you a see your period
Me no waan see no pad, not even iPod
Weh the freak deh? Addina Howard
Gyal, you see da mouth deh, it have a high standard
Addi, a your daddy, come fi the tea bag
You no name Holyann, baby, you real bad
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
Da tight supn deh, a that keep him
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
Open Sesame, I wanna reach in
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
You better whine ‘pon hood
Do the supn dem weh you know say you should
Tick it and you toc it, when you catch nah shrub
Which one a unno gone inna man yard?
When you tek off the draws, the draws no wash good
A dutty gyal cyaan do weh you do
Gyal, your pussy tiny, you mussi use voodoo
Tell a gyal say, «Listen, a who a fool you?»
Control your pussy, no mek your pussy rule you
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
Da tight supn deh, a that keep him
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
Open Sesame, I wanna reach in
Me cocky black and I’m bleaching
Open Sesame
You haffi bad like shad
Inna bedroom, no me no rate no coward
This a no no fifty, so ride ‘pon strad
Nah touch you when you a see your period
Me no waan see no pad, not even iPod
Weh the freak deh? Addina Howard
Gyal, you see da mouth deh, it have a high standard
Addi, a your daddy, come fi the tea bag
You no name Holyann, baby, you real bad
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him
A that a keep him, a that a keep him