Текст Shaggy – Night Flight
Текст:
Murder style
Now in come, motion, play the ting called the Dada haffi leave her pon a late flight
Fi go ram reggae music dance hall ’til it ram tight
Whole night
Uh!
Well, a Super Cat, and me say Shaggy and Maxi Priest a do it for the girls dem whole night
Make dem hold on tight
And Mr. Lover a the people’s choice
Tell dem Mr. Cat, him a the girls dem choice
Maxi!
She wants me to take her to paradise
Let’s get away tonight
She wants the test drive
She fell in love with the jet life
That’s right
Girl, I can only stay for the night
‘Cause I can’t miss my flight
She wants the test drive
I know you’re loving the jet life
That’s right!
Aye!
I said the Dada haffi leave her pon a late flight
A late flight, pon a late flight
Fi go ram the reggae music dance hall ’til it ram tight
Ram tight, ’til it ram tight
And me moving like a Dracula, me tell you, inna the dark night
The dark night, inna the dark night
Sipping on a Chardonnay and me flying on a small kite
Small kite, pon a…
Me say, nuff of dem no know say that a bone make dice
Me go a gambling house and me go throw bone dice
Lose half mi money and me hide from mi wife
And mi children dem talk ’bout, «Daddy, you a mice»
Nah go eat the curry goat without the white rice
Say me nah go drink mi juice if me can’t find the ice
Tell dem, Mr. Cat, him a the people’s choice
If you’re happy and you love it, you fi bawl out twice
Tell you this one will get the crowd hypnotized
Waan you overstand me, waan you realize
No fi hypnotize, this a the riddim wise
Watch yah!
She wants me to take her to paradise
Let’s get away tonight
She wants the test drive
She fell in love with the jet life
That’s right
Girl, I can only stay for the night
‘Cause I can’t miss my flight
She wants the test drive
I know you’re loving the jet life
That’s right!
Step on di stage where all di girls hypnotize
Shaggy mix d’ya gyat out, Maxi Priest real nice
Dem say we have di girls first price
Know what to do fi a di girls demise
Ya can’t go wrong, call me Mr. Right
Oh, pon di luvin’, ya sugar me pon di night
She luv di way I do bout it in di right
Call mi pristine, bubble up and get ya flight
Gyal inna stereo want make mi a nice, no
Got me live ejaculate upon di right can dries
Top all them long, still they lose all dem vice
Run, leave di mancar off di perfect childs
(Ram dadi dadi dum turn it round tight)
(Turn it round tight) (Turn it round tight)
New York, had di dance on di round tight
Get it round tight, kill it round tight
Dada, Shaggy didi da di da
(Turn it round tight) (Turn it round tight)
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One of the wickedest thing in a life
When all Joe Grind a sleep with your wife
One of the wickedest thing in a life
When she waan stab you in your back with a knife
One of the wickedest thing in a life
When all Joe Grind a sleep with your wife
One of the wickedest thing in a life
When she waan stab you in your back with a knife
