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На моих ногах - песок Я хожу без носок, босиком. Мои волосы ниже стандарта Мне нужна твоя карта, Ма-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-Ямайка Ма-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-Ямайка
ногах - песок Я хожу без носок, босиком. Мои волосы ниже стандарта Мне нужна твоя карта, Ма-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-Ямайка Ма-моя-моя-моя-моя-моя-Ямайка
Сноу-майке я съезжаю на Ямайку. Джа на своем языке нам вещает, Он любит нас и навещает. Все, с вещами, в Сноу-майке Я съезжаю на Ямайку. Дождливая погода
Mystikal: Do the thing! DJ Clue: Oh-ooooooooo oh-oooooo Mystikal: Watch yourself Get on the floor,move your feet DJ Clue: Woooooooeeeeeeee
) Міг би не знайти та знав де шукав А ти з’їзджала з теми, мовляв, ми такі усі Можливо я, можливо я на Ямайку тебе забрав Лаве не вистачало нам на таксі
Feeling out, feeling down: This feeling wouldn't leave me alone. Then up came-a one that said (hey, Dread): "Hey, Dread, fly, Natty Dread, and smile!"
the devil went to jamaica he was lookin' to sell some weed he was doin' fine they were standin' in line it was excellent weed indeed when he came
Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get in the middle of a knife fight Jamaica's alright, if you wanna get AIDS or dysentery Jamaica's alright, if you wanna
When she gets up in the morning It's enough to wake the dead Oh she turning on the radio And dancing on my head It's no good living in the sun Playing
..Killa, Jones, Jones, Let's Go [Cam'Ron] Clowns don't come around, pound pounds i pump in town Do like House of Pain, Kriss Kross, jump around Jumpin
Kingston, Kingston, Kingston [Chorus:] I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready for war When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston
Jamaica was the lovely one, I played her well As we lay in the tall grass where the shadows fell Hiding from the children so they would not tell We would
The devil went to Jamaica He was looking to sell some weed He was doin' fine They were standin' in line It was excellent weed indeed When he came across
Down the way where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship But when I reached Jamaica I made a
They used to think it was so cute When she said, "Dyer Maker" All the boys knew it was a joke about Jamaica She'd always find a ride back home from the
Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann Just a little stitch to mend the hole He has torn, if you can Maybe I've got too set in my ways He says she reminds
Now the sun is in my eyes And you know I'm feeling fine, take me (Take me) Take me to Jamaica now Where the reggae rhythms beat Can't help but move my
