[Intro]
Yeah man!
Princess just hold on pon I and I hand
I will never mek the I falter [True Bobo]
The journey soon ends [soon be over]
See I and I gates upon the rock deh
Worthy beloved
[Chorus]
She get whole heap love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Mr. Musik]
No she don't love me for my money
But if she did she got the wrong one
I need a woman that's gon' love me
And stay committed for the long run
She got it she good She ain't worried about none of that
She the type of woman that give it And expect nothing back
With an exception if she touch me I give that loving back
I like what you got to offer Imma get me some of that
I must've been lost of words or somethin'
The day that you spoke to me I didn't see it coming
Compared to the view of you I must've seemed like nothin'
Comin' from the ghetto I didn't think you'd want me, no
But she got a mind of her own
Now how can ever I tell she's wrong
And how can I ever leave her alone
Every time I get home pick up the phone girl come on
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Rich Rollin']
Ol' girl from down the way
She ain't up to par with this type of game
Ignite the flame make sure she see which way to go
Come right this way low low thang no photo range
Only paper planes per ... babe
Show no pain expose your aim Promise this won't go in vain
No you come from silver spoons Fine china that designer
Me I'm just a broke nigga Still livin' with my momma
But I hit you with that good
To you that's worth way more than dollars
From the hills I'm from the bottom
For some reason we still mobbin'
Take a ride with Rollin I'm gon' show you how to Cool it babe
Once we get this goin' you gon' know Just why I do it baby
Got the perfect alibi never know unless we try
Haters quick to drop their two But I ain't worried we online
We on time and on the grind
So we gon' make this statement brief
And I'm actually on the clock that 9 to 5 ain't make believe
Hate when I get up and go But everyday she wait for me
Patiently even though she got the dough to break me free
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Juice Boi]
Good girl from up the hill she like the way I'm thuggin'
She know the boy real never felt this type of lovin'
Can't front on how I feel right now it's all or nothing
They trynna keep this thing on private but we goin' public
I gotta get it how I live and she know that
She never wonders if I care cause I show that
And if she calls I'll be there I never hold back
Tell baby hop up in my whip and we gon' roll back
She knows that I can take her wherever she wanna
Baby girl my natural high she my marijuana
Baby girl ask me why it's only her that I chose
'Cus it's for her beautiful mind a heart of gold You know
Your momma and daddy don't approve of us
But still we gotta do what we do for us
I come from a crew of thugs
The crazy things we do for love my baby
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
Yeah man!
Princess just hold on pon I and I hand
I will never mek the I falter [True Bobo]
The journey soon ends [soon be over]
See I and I gates upon the rock deh
Worthy beloved
[Chorus]
She get whole heap love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Mr. Musik]
No she don't love me for my money
But if she did she got the wrong one
I need a woman that's gon' love me
And stay committed for the long run
She got it she good She ain't worried about none of that
She the type of woman that give it And expect nothing back
With an exception if she touch me I give that loving back
I like what you got to offer Imma get me some of that
I must've been lost of words or somethin'
The day that you spoke to me I didn't see it coming
Compared to the view of you I must've seemed like nothin'
Comin' from the ghetto I didn't think you'd want me, no
But she got a mind of her own
Now how can ever I tell she's wrong
And how can I ever leave her alone
Every time I get home pick up the phone girl come on
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Rich Rollin']
Ol' girl from down the way
She ain't up to par with this type of game
Ignite the flame make sure she see which way to go
Come right this way low low thang no photo range
Only paper planes per ... babe
Show no pain expose your aim Promise this won't go in vain
No you come from silver spoons Fine china that designer
Me I'm just a broke nigga Still livin' with my momma
But I hit you with that good
To you that's worth way more than dollars
From the hills I'm from the bottom
For some reason we still mobbin'
Take a ride with Rollin I'm gon' show you how to Cool it babe
Once we get this goin' you gon' know Just why I do it baby
Got the perfect alibi never know unless we try
Haters quick to drop their two But I ain't worried we online
We on time and on the grind
So we gon' make this statement brief
And I'm actually on the clock that 9 to 5 ain't make believe
Hate when I get up and go But everyday she wait for me
Patiently even though she got the dough to break me free
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
[Juice Boi]
Good girl from up the hill she like the way I'm thuggin'
She know the boy real never felt this type of lovin'
Can't front on how I feel right now it's all or nothing
They trynna keep this thing on private but we goin' public
I gotta get it how I live and she know that
She never wonders if I care cause I show that
And if she calls I'll be there I never hold back
Tell baby hop up in my whip and we gon' roll back
She knows that I can take her wherever she wanna
Baby girl my natural high she my marijuana
Baby girl ask me why it's only her that I chose
'Cus it's for her beautiful mind a heart of gold You know
Your momma and daddy don't approve of us
But still we gotta do what we do for us
I come from a crew of thugs
The crazy things we do for love my baby
[Chorus]
Love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap a love and joy
From the hand cart boy
A the same likkle bobo youth whose name Fitzroy
Round a market mi juggle pepper and pak choi
She never know she woulda deh wid I
She get whole heap of
( Cutthroat Mode )
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