Текст Jahmiel – Wedding Ring

From me see her, me see wife material

And if you nuh have a ring already
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi put it on, girl

If you married already
The feelings wouldn’t gone, girl
We just haffi carry on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

When Rasta roll up, no pass me no cup
Me no drink, high grade me smoke nuff
Look to the side, see a girl a pose up
She get ten out a ten, me gi’ her me thumbs up
When me inna the party a linger
Me a look ‘pon the left finger
Ah, me no see no wedding ring
Me say anything ah anything, yeah

Looking at you right now beautiful like whoa
Girl, you are one in a million
Skin clean, she no bleach and she no wear weave
She say she no waan no Brazilian
Princess, you should be with I, I, I
‘Cause as a Rasta youth me love the natural type
And a that’s why

If you nuh have a ring already
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi be your man

If you married already
The feelings wouldn’t gone, girl
We just haffi carry on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

Girl, your wedding couldn’t be much sooner
A that’s why me meet you under the moon yah
You’re all inspired da chune yah
Looking at you, is like looking at my future
A voice inside me tell me say fi touch the road
And as me reach the dance, a she me see
A so me know a me da girl yah really fit

Looking at you right now beautiful like whoa
Girl, you are one in a million
Skin clean, she no bleach and she no wear weave
She say she no waan no Brazilian
Princess, you should be with I, I, I
‘Cause as a Rasta youth me love the natural type
And a that’s why

If you nuh have a ring already
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

If you married already
The feelings wouldn’t gone, girl
We just haffi carry on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

Yo, Chris Rock
Look out fi a wedding invitation, you hear
Ahah, hmm-mmm, Jahmiel

If you nuh have a ring already
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi put it on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

If you married already
The feelings wouldn’t gone, girl
We just haffi carry on, girl
A me fi be your man
A you fi be the one

When Rasta roll up, no pass me no cup
Me no drink, high grade me smoke nuff
Look to the side, see a girl a pose up
She get ten out a ten, me gi’ her me thumbs up
When me inna the party a linger
Me a look ‘pon the left finger
Ah, me no see no wedding ring
Me say anything ah anything, yeah