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      SHAGGY - Intoxication Lyrics

       

       

      Can't Hold Me

      Bonafide Girl

      Intoxication

      Those Days

      More Woman

      Woman Scorn

      Mad Mad World

      Out Of Control

      Church Heathen

      Wear Di Crown

      Criteria

      Body A Shake

      What's Love

      Holla At You

      All About Love

      "Bonus Tracks"

      Wrong Move (Not Available)

      Reggae Vibes

      Who A Wear Di Jacket (Not Available)

      Can't Hold Me

      Written by: O. Burrell, R. Livingston, R. Ducent & A. Fennell

      Verse

      First of all, I man praise the father

      Proceed the order, who can hear feel it harder

      Brave enough fi creep cross we border

      Bail out fi Lord a mercy when we ketch you pan we corna

       

       

      Verse

      We won't retaliate unless provoked

      No need to question loyalty 'cause I protect my folks

      I won't allow friends to be the butt of all you jokes

      Try pass you place the ghetto pass get revoked

       

      Chorus

      So me know dem cah hold weh

      Threw thick and threw thin nah stop till we win

      Dem cah control weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Chorus

      No par wid no phoney

      Threw thick and threw think nah stop till we win

      That's why dem cah hold weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Verse

      Mi say nuff a dem try fi reel we, dem way beneath we

      Still yah and dem still cah believe we

      See say dat the business it need we, music it feed we

      Cah have the followers a lead we

       

      Verse

      You notice how we live and set the trends

      Dem how you tink we have dem sexy gal yah pan we ends

      We live by certain standard, certain rules we nah go bend

      A death before dishonor dat a we a defend

       

      Chorus

      So me know dem cah hold weh

      Threw thick and threw thin nah stop till we win

      Dem cah control weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Chorus

      No par wid no phoney

      Threw thick and threw think nah stop till we win

      That's why dem cah hold weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Verse

      Real rude boy, heed to the order

      Live by the code and have faith in di fada

      Protect we ends and defend we border

      God alone mi trust and him a mi life partner

       

      Verse

      Neva put u trust ina no gal you sorder

      Next ting she have you pan a tape recorder

      Rub extra time chew you stab up du wardna

      Stress tek you now thin dung and muaga

       

      Chorus

      So me know dem cah hold weh

      Threw thick and threw thin nah stop till we win

      Dem cah control weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Chorus

      No par wid no phoney

      Threw thick and threw think nah stop till we win

      That's why dem cah hold weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Chorus

      So me know dem cah hold weh

      Threw thick and threw thin nah stop till we win

      Dem cah control weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Chorus

      No par wid no phoney

      Threw thick and threw think nah stop till we win

      That's why dem cah hold weh

      I we rights we defend, we have a fight till the end

       

      Top

       

      Bonafide Girl

      feat.Rik Rok & Tony Gold

      Written by: D. Dekker, O. Burrell, R. Ducent, P. Morrison, S. Pizzonia

       

      Verse

      Such a beauty you're a cutey every man hypnotize

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

      Coulda never make me stray no matter how hard dem try

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

       

      Verse

      Tru yuh see me hesitate no badaa think say me shy

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

      Coulda have the gummy gummy fi make me roll me eye

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Ain't no need to lose your cool, you really gotta play it smart

      (Got to play it smart)

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Ain't no need to lose your cool, you really gotta play it smart

      (Got to play it smart)

       

      Verse

      Now whole heap of man them have them woman and them sweetheart

      Gal inna me ears me haffi tell her say fi ease off

      A no say me 'fraid but me no want fi get her teed off

      Furthermore me have a woman who no ramp fi squeeze off

       

      Verse

      If you have a good thing dem she yuh nuh fi spoil it

      Argument a brew you really don't want fi boil it

      Have a whole heap of girl inna you bed, you might soil it

      Might come back home and fine she wha check out yuh private

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Ain't no need to lose your cool, you really gotta play it smart

      (Got to play it smart)

       

      Verse

      Now what a sweet joy fi wake up inna the mornin'

      After me spend the whole night with me darlin'

      Me pager go off and she a wonder who's callin'

      Look pon her face me don't take that as the warnin'

       

      Verse

      Now when a woman start get too protective

      You might haffi try figure out her objective

      Better make sure you argument is effective

      Real ole Colombo she no stop play detective

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Ain't no need to lose your cool, you really gotta play it smart

      (Got to play it smart)

       

      Verse

      Such a beauty you're a cutey every man hypnotize

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

      Could never make me stray no matter how hard dem try

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

       

      Verse

      Tru yuh see me hesitate no badaa think say me shy

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

      Could a have the gummy gummy fi make me roll me eye

      Nothin' can't mash up me and mi bonafide

       

      Verse

      Now whole heap of man them have them woman and them sweetheart

      Gal inna me ears me haffi tell her say fi ease off

      A no say me 'fraid but me no want fi get her teed off

      Furthermore me have a woman who no ramp fi squeeze off

       

      Verse

      If you have a good thing dem she yuh nuh fi spoil it

      Argument a brew you really don't want fi boil it

      Have a whole heap of girl inna you bed, you might soil it

      Might come back home and fine she wha check out yuh private

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Ain't no need to lose your cool, you really gotta play it smart

      (Got to play it smart)

       

      Chorus

      Sweet girl, you're the only one for me, the only one who has my heart

      There's no need to stray our love is like a perfect work of art

      Top

       

      Intoxication

      Written by: O. Burrell, R. Shippy, A. Fennell

       

      Intro

      Yo, I like crazy hangover, yo

      I think you put somethin' in my drink!

       

      Verse

      Listen gyal mi no inna no freaky stuff

      Mi nah mek no old woman come drape mi up

      Lucky say mi met you hold me and feel me up

      Buy mi drinks all night a boose mi up

       

      Verse

      She tek 3 shot and it nah loose har up

      Say she a big drinka so mi go boots her up

      Every time she go sip she typsi up

      Bartender go slip and switch di cup

       

      Bridge

      Listen woman mi no know wen you a tink yah

      Feel like you put somthin' ina my drink yah

      Now you got my head stuck ina di sink yah

      And I can't remember last night

       

      Chorus

      I ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex with mi woman best friend again

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      Ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex wid a girl I considered a friend

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Verse

      Gal a bounce pon mi bed like trampoline

      Ana shake up mi head like tambourine

      Ana dive pan di pole like submarine

      Wips and chains, hay gyal how dat come in

       

      Verse

      Gal a have mi pan di bed head tie mi up

      Position like saddle and ride it up

      To much of one ting girl wi glide you up

      She just look pan mi, laugh and slide it up

       

      Bridge

      Listen woman mi no know wen you a tink yah

      Feel like you put somthin' ina my drink yah

      Now you got my head stuck ina di sink yah

      And I can't remember last night

       

      Chorus

      I ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex with mi woman best friend again

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      Ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex wid a girl I considered a friend

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Verse

      Baby mada pan di phone say she comin' early

      Flight lands at nine now a eight thirty

      How mi ago explain 'bout har friend Shirley?

      Lipstick pan mi pants and mi shirt dirty

       

      Verse

      Walk up inna di house when sun come up

      Wifey inna mi bed all cousy up

      Couldn't drink and drive, so me sober up

      Never want kill nobody pan di road come up

       

      Bridge

      Listen woman mi no know wen you a tink yah

      Feel like you put somthin' ina my drink yah

      Now you got my head stuck ina di sink yah

      And I can't remember last night

       

      Chorus

      I ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex with mi woman best friend again

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      Ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex wid a girl I considered a friend

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      I ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex with mi woman best friend again

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      Ain't never gonna drink again

      Before I take a sip I'm gonna think of when

      I had sex wid a girl I considered a friend

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Chorus

      I can't blame intoxication

      I can't blame intoxication

       

      Top

       

      Those Days

      feat. Na'sha

      Written by: O. Burrell, C. Birch & G.Raskin

       

      Intro

      Long time she ah want me to change my ways

      Knew mi a bad from back in the days

       

      Chorus

      Those were the days my friend

      We thought they'd never end

      Thought we would last for ever and a day

      (Sing it Na'sha, lovin' you bad girl)

      I took one look in his eyes and fell for all of his lies

      So why do I, want this man to stay

       

      Verse

      Wokie wokie, when mi give Angeline

      Mek she curl up her toe dem and scream

      (La, la, la)

      Fi mi loving mek dem gal dem reveal

      Everything in dem heart that dem feel

      (La, la, la)

       

      Verse

      Good loving what di woman receive

      Settle down what she want she can't leave

      (La, la, la)

      Ragga ragga, mi no pet gal fi real

      Mek dem know mi no romp when we a do it

       

      Verse

      Gal your hot and it shows

      From the hair style to di pedicure toes

      Gal mesmerize from the lyrical flows

      We have the argument to con her out of her clothes

       

      Verse

       

       

      She knows that back in the days pon mi ends

      Situation used to make the vibes girl tense

      That's when she hear bout me and her girlfriends

      Mi never romp to switch them up on every weekend

       

      Chorus

      Those were the days my friend

      We thought they'd never end

      Thought we would last for ever and a day

      I took one look in his eyes and fell for all of his lies

      So why do I, want this man to stay

       

      Verse

      Tony can't do it like a me

      (Woky woky)

      Sheryl can't do it like a me

      (Woky woky)

      Brandon can't do it like a me

      (Woky woky)

      Kevin can't do it like a me

       

      Verse

      You got the style and the looks

      Gal dem a grudge you and talk 'bout you stush

      Man a si you walk and a notish your tush

      Your well Brazilian up on all way of your bush, come on!

       

      Verse

      You leave a lasting impression in mi mind

      Top shelf material, you dress well divine

      Man dem all a look for you to put on di whine

      Tell dem!

       

      Chorus

      Those were the days my friend

      We thought they'd never end

      Thought we would last for ever and a day

      I took one look in his eyes and fell for all of his lies

      So why do I, want this man to stay

       

      Verse

      Lovin, lovin when mi give Angeline

      Mek she curl up her toe dem and scream

      (La, la, la)

      Fi mi loving mek dem gal dem reveal

      Everything in dem heart that dem feel

      (La, la, la)

       

      Verse

      Good loving what di woman receive

      Settle down what she want she can't leave

      (La, la, la)

      Say, r agga ragga mi no pet gal fi real

      Mek dem know mi no romp when we a do i

       

      Verse

      La la la, la la la

      La la la, la la la

      La la la, la la la

       

      Outro

      Shaggy!

      Na'sha, lovin you bad girl

      Straight up, hot!

       

      Top

       

      More Woman

      feat. Rayvon

      Written by: O. Burrell, A. Kelly & A. Fennell

       

      Intro

      Woman after woman so mi still have to love unnu

      Suzette, Mitchell, Jacqueline, come let me love unnu

      Variety a dat mi like so come let me love unnu

      Black, white or Indian have to love unnu

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Verse

      From mi likkle ana grous se mi mumma did a warn me

      Boy read your book and stop run down punnany

      Dem time mi a play Suzette an all Danny

      Even as a likkle youth me constantly horny

       

      Verse

      So what mie ago do when woman deyah swarm me

      Tell me sey dem love mi and constantly call me

      Some phatt office gal who dress in Armani

      Have all dem husband still want mon salami

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Verse

      Buk up a woman the other day in Trilani

      Write me a whole heap of things she alla tell mi say she want me

      She tell me say she have a man but him kinda corny

      Can't satisfy her 'cause him too small smally

       

      Verse

      So what, positions sattie up boots put on it

      Klimaxx she life up like Peeny Wally

      Mi nah go over des so 'cause she to Bally Bally

      Further more she use her finger nails ona craw me

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type 

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Bridge

      So what to do, when your cruzin' up the avenue?

      What to do, when the deya with there fizzy Q?

      Gyal ah you, tell me what am I supposed to do

      Gyal ah you, deha ma with your fizzy Q

       

      Bridge

      So what to do, when your cruzin' up the avenue?

      What to do, when the deya with there fizzy Q?

      Gyal ah you, tell me what am I supposed to do

      Gyal ah you, deha ma with your fizzy Q

       

      Verse

      From mi likkle ana grous se mi mumma did a warn me

      Boy read your book and stop run down punnany

      Dem time mi a play Suzette an all Danny

      Even as a likkle boy me constantly horny

       

      Verse

      So what mie ago do when woman deyah swarm me

      Tell me sey dem love mi and constantly call me

      Some phatt office gal who dress in Armani

      Have all dem husband still want mon salami 

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Chorus

      Ah, just more woman weh mi want in a mi life

      And a more woman even though mi have mi wife

      (Girls)

      Woman woman mi a boy who haffi strike

      (Girls)

      Woman woman whola dem a fi mi type

       

      Outro

      Hot! Love your physique

      Shaggy!

       

      Top

       

      Woman Scorn

      feat. Na'sha

      Written by: O. Burrell, R. Ducent & C. Birch

       

      Verse

      So hard to believe that this is how my day begun

      Woke to find I'm staring down the nossel of a gun

      Palm begin to sweat, imagination starts to run

      How or where or when she find out she me give her bun

       

      Verse

      You got my attention baby tell me what's the deal

      Take your time, explain to me exactly how you feel

      She's showing me a side to you I've never really seen

      No need to brandish the steel

       

      Chorus

      'Cause we been together so long

      You no see say we relationship so strong

      All this drama now where did it come from

      Was so right tell me where did it go wrong

       

      Chorus

      It didn't have to end up like this

      I don't see why we can't work it out despite this

      Have me deya all a hope say you might miss

      There's no reason for a permanent goodnight kiss

       

      Verse

      Before you pull the trigger just remember who I am

      I'm the man who stuck to you when no one gave a damn

      I'm the man who dust you off and make you live grand

      A de same one whe father the pickney inna your pram

       

      Verse

      May have strayed a little but you're still my number one

      Done pick the ring you name de pon the wedding brand

      Wear me last name officially your husband

      So why you woulda want spoil the plan?

       

      Chorus

      'Cause we been together so long

      You no see say we relationship so strong

      All this drama now where did it come from

      Was so right tell me where did it go wrong

       

      Chorus

      It didn't have to end up like this

      I don't see why we can't work it out despite this

      Have me deya all a hope say you might miss

      There's no reason for a permanent goodnight kiss

       

      Bridge

      Don't say a word, 'cause all that I've heard

      Just can't explain why you think

      I receive more that I deserve

      Don't even try to sell me your lies

      You were no good from the start

      And I'm mad 'cause I just realized

       

      Verse

      The moral is a woman scorn, hotter than a firestorm

      Never sleep, never calm, never heed to the warn

      Made her angry now you're gone, never shoulda mash her corn

      Never witness from you born, the devil in a woman's form

       

      Chorus

      'Cause we been together so long

      You no see say we relationship so strong

      All this drama now where did it come from

      Was so right tell me where did it go wrong

       

      Chorus

      It didn't have to end up like this

      I don't see why we can't work it out despite this

      Have me deya all a hope say you might miss

      There's no reason for a permanent goodnight kiss 

      Top

       

      Mad Mad World

      feat. Sizzla Kalonji & Collie Buddz

       

      Written by: O.Burrell, R.Ducent, M.Collins, C.Harper & C.Birch

      Chorus

      It’s a mad mad world that we’re living in

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can’t be giving in

      Don’t you let one day go by without praising the most High

      ‘Cause it’s the only way we ever will survive

       

      Chorus

      It’s a mad mad world that we’re living in

      (What’s wrong with us?)

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can’t be giving in

      Don’t you let one day go by without praising the most High

      ‘Cause it’s the only way we ever will survive

       

      Verse

      Rough life, nuff crime, youth them a do hard time

      No guides, no sign, walking on a thin like

      Sentenced, no trial, victim of a profile

      No hope, more fight, wonder why we’re hostile

       

      Verse

      False prophet make profit, focused on them pocket

      White collar false docket, door open, can’t lock it

      Politics, polytricks, equal econometricks

      (Where is the justice?)

       

      Verse

      Death toll rising, sex commercializing

      Barely surviving, future jeopardizing

      No compromising, hope paralyzing

      Rules need revising, why is it surprising?

       

      Bridge

      Got to heed the warning, see the storms are forming

      Not the time for stalling, look around it’s so appauling

       

      Chorus

      It's a mad mad world that we're living in

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in

      Don't you let one day go by without praising the most High

      'Cause it's the only way we ever will survive

       

      Chorus

      It's a mad mad world that we're living in

      (Mad, crazy you know)

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in

      Don't you let one day go by without praising the most High

      'Cause it's the only way we ever will survive

       

      Verse

      Nuclear warfare, satellites everywhere

      Mothers on welfare, what about medicare?

      Ethnic cleansing, freedom pending

      Government spending, who are they defending?

       

      Verse

      Bankrolls on poles, anything to enroll

      Spotlight's their goal, price paid their soul

      Step back, retrack, notice where your life's at

      (Where was it worth it?)

       

      Bridge

      Got to heed the warning, see the storm that's forming

      Not the time for stalling', look around it's so appauling'

      Poor is the mentality that disregard humanity

      Say no to this insanity, create a new reality

       

      Chorus

      It's a mad mad world that we're living in

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in

      Don't you let one day go by without praising the most High

      'Cause it's the only way we ever will survive

       

      Chorus

      It's a mad mad world that we're living in

      Gotta keep your heads up high, can't be giving in

      Don't you let one day go by without praising the most High

      'Cause it's the only way we ever will survive

       

      Verse

      Rough life, nuff crime, youth them a do hard time

      No guides, no sign, walking on a thin like

      Sentenced, no trial, victim of a profile

      No hope, more fight, wonder why we're hostile

       

      Verse

      False prophet make profit, focused on them pocket

      White collar false docket, doors open can't lock it

      Politics, polytricks, equal econometricks

       

      Top

       

      Out Of Control

      feat. Rayvon

      Written by: O. Burrell, D. Shippy & S. Pizzonia

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too bad and gal you're too bold

      Hand inna di air and get out of control 

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too hot and gal you're can col

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Verse

      Well, girl ya di top a the top

      A yuh have the wickedest wine

      Luv how yuh bubble pon time

      And if a gyal a grudge yuh fi yuh looks

      Yuh know she cyan stop yuh shine

      Caa yuh posses the cutest design

       

      Verse

      Well, if yuh have the prettiest smile, babstyle

      If yuh know fi move yuh waist line, gyal wine

      From yuh hear the big tune a play from di boss dj

      Nuh bother hesitate fi jerk up ya spine

      So hear me know

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too bad and gal you're too bold

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too hot and gal you're can col

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Verse

      Di gyal dem afi move quicker

      Hanging with the city slicker

      In the VIP dem know mi as the big tipper

      A gyal cya touch mi liquor

      Unless she play wid mi zipper

      Gyal a luv ya bumper sticker

      But your girl friend thicker

       

      Verse

      Late at night, no matter the hour

      Cyan wait fi get her up ina mi love tower

      Root up her garden and a pick off she flower

      Seh she want a man who know fi conquer and devour

      Well, right after she done feel the love power

      Afi do it again before we scour ina the shower

      Bad man nuh bower, gyal feel di plower

      Afi drop her off before mi hit the rush hour

       

      Verse

      Gal you drive the man dem crazy

      Show of your body course gal you no lazy

      Every move that you make just thrill me

      Course tonight im gonna drive Ms Dazy

      Course gal you have the figure and bumper

      Can leave before I get that number

      You want a man with the some real hard lumber

      Say the word I'm taking over

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too bad and gal you're too bold

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too hot and gal you're can col

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Verse

      Gyal seh a me who she rather

      Wouldn't mind turn her inna mi next baby mother

      Seh she wha di radder now fi twist up her bladder

      Me alone she wha she nah settle fi another

       

      Verse

      Well, right away yuh man never hesitate

      Dis ya big fish nah ignore the bate

      Pon the first date, instant we mate

      Hoffin and puffin nuh romp fi gyrate

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too bad and gal you're too bold

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

      Chorus

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Woman make your waste line roll

      Gal you're too hot and gal you're can col

      Hand inna di air and get out of control

       

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      Church Heathen

      Written by: O. Burrell, A. Kelly, R. Ducent, A. Fennell, C. Birch, S. Pizzonia & M. Gregory

       

      Intro

      Ah ha, if you take this too serious

      Then you really need some church!

       

      Chorus

      Them feel seh true them go a church

      Their sins don't need forgiving, forgiving

      Them really gone from bad to worse

      With them ya careless living, living

       

      Verse

      Me a bwoy nah go a church from how long

      Rather sleep through the morning and put on a slam

      But me woman she a pressure me fi go confession

      So me decide fi go fi kill the conversation

       

      Verse

      So me siddung right beside Sister Pam

      Who a tell me everything about the congregation

      'Bout Sister Paulette and her gay husband

      And how she still a sleep with the minibus man

       

      Verse

      Sister Gwen claim she a big Christian

      But last night them catch her in a Stone Love session

      She a do the dutty dance to the Matterhorn song

      And a say she get the ting them from Baby Cham

       

      Chorus

      Them feel seh true them go a church

      Their sins don't need forgiving, forgiving

      Them really gone from bad to worse

      With them ya careless living, living

       

      Verse

      She all a tell me talk 'bout the one Deacon

      Who a drive big Benz a where him get money from

      That's why nobody no want give no collection

      No see the church roof a leak a wha him really deh pon

       

      Verse

      Every Sunday it's a competition

      An nuff of dem a gwaan like them inna name brand

      That deh sittin' she a wear came out o' barrel bottom

      With the camphor ball smell that a no brand new fashion

       

      Verse

      Then she proceed fi talk 'bout the man

      Them only come a service fi look church woman

      And fi fool up the gal them talk 'bout religion

      But me only coulda smile 'cause me know me a one

       

      Chorus

      Them feel seh true them go a church

      Their sins don't need forgiving, forgiving

      Them really gone from bad to worse

      With them ya careless living, living

       

      Bridge

      Next Sunday nah miss me, yeah man

      Soap opera can't sweet so, yeah man

      Done sight some choir sister, yeah man

      Haffi secure me walk through the Pearly Gate

       

      Bridge

      Next Sunday nah miss me, yeah man

      Soap opera can't sweet so, yeah man

      Done sight some choir sister, yeah man

      Haffi secure me walk through the Pearly Gate

       

      Verse

      Me a bwoy nah go a church from how long

      Rather sleep through the morning and put on a slam

      But me woman she a pressure me fi go confession

      So me decide fi go fi kill the conversation

       

      Verse

      So me siddung right beside Sister Pam

      Who a tell me everything about the congregation

      'Bout Sister Paulette and her gay husband

      And how she still a sleep with the minibus man

       

      Verse

      Sister Gwen claim she a big Christian

      But last night them catch her in a Stone Love session

      She a do the dutty dance to the Matterhorn song

      And a say she get the ting them from Baby Cham

       

      Chorus

      Them feel seh true them go a church

      Their sins don't need forgiving, forgiving

      Them really gone from bad to worse

      With them ya careless living, living

       

      Chorus

      Them feel seh true them go a church

      Their sins don't need forgiving, forgiving

      Them really gone from bad to worse

      With them ya careless living, living

       

      Top

       

      Wear Di Crown

      feat. Mischieve

      Written by: O. Burrell, S. Haughton, D. Shippy & R. Livingston

       

      Intro

      Fi di gal dem

      Big Yard Music

      Fi di gal dem

       

      Verse

      Hair style fi ready

      Nail manicure and peddy

      Let dem know you kna give me heady

      Cash flow ever run steady

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Verse

      Gal the hottest thing alive

      The hottest pon di planet just arrived

      The hottest thing who mek woman have their man a hide

      The hottest philly we di wan fi ride

       

      Verse

      Dem a try ask somebody if you know hear 'bout this

      Dem a gal mek wife turn into mistress

      Let the man spend di money still a back him fist

      Dem the type a girl you just can't resist

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Verse

      Dem know inna your class

      So mek dem know you get high remarks

      The amount a man that put you

      Lie dem a Santa Clause, ah spend dem last

      'Cause fi your body shape like hour glass

       

      Verse

      So mek dem know that you don't know the dealings

      Man wine and dine carry you out this evening

      Your respect haffi stretch past the ceiling

      Cah you know ramp fi hurt dem feelings

       

      Verse

       

      Verse

      Walk up inna di video lite

      Some gal dem body no riight

      Dem need fi go tek a hike

      Ay gyal, go look a life

       

      Verse

      Walk up inna di video lite

      Some gal dem body no riight

      Dem need fi go tek a hike

      Ay gyal, go look a life

       

      Verse

      Hair style fi ready

      Nail manicure and peddy

      Let dem know you kna give me heady

      Cash flow ever run steady

       

      Verse

      Dem a try ask somebody if you know hear 'bout this

      Dem a gal mek wife turn into mistress

      Let the man spend di money still a back him fist

      Dem the type a girl you just can't resist

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Chorus

      Ah mi get di crown

      Some gal a come around

      When dem dress dem look like a clown

      Dem gal dey can't walk pon mi ground

       

      Top

       

      Criteria

      Written by: O. Burrell, A. Kelly & M. Gregory

       

      Chorus

      Somebody tell me if you fit the criteria

      Give me a hot sexy gyal from Liberia

      Give me a African queen from Nigeria

      Syria, no matter which area

       

      Chorus

      Mi want a gyal to love me up

      (Like me)

      Have me hook to her like a drug

      (Like me)

      Someone who can support a thug

      (Like me)

      And put on the sweet ruba dub

      (Like me)

       

      Verse

      Mi want a woman to hug me up and hold me tight

      Occupy my bed inna me lonely night

      It’s only right, the that control tonight

      So lower the light and make me console you right 

      Verse

      So settle down ya mi darling

      I give you sweet loving till the morning

      'Cause in these loving arms you’ll be falling

      So know this all feels so rewarding

       

      Chorus

      Somebody tell me if you fit the criteria

      Give me a hot sexy gyal from Siberia

      Give me a African queen from Nigeria

      Syria, no matter which area

       

      Chorus

      Mi want a hot gyal wi stock

      (Like me)

      Unna 'fraid to call all the shots

      (Like me)

      Woman who can secure mi back

      (Like me)

      And she haffi be wicked inna di sack

      (Like me)

       

      Verse

      Mi need a woman in my life with a friendly face

      Can’t live without dem there’s an empty place

      Your temper chase, a woman with a healthy shape

      She stress your case, ah no a she you want replace

       

      Verse

      No want no gyal who give you problem

      Mi a boy who know how to solve them

      In an out mi life mi revolve them

      Inna into everything you fi involve dem

       

      Chorus

      Somebody tell me if you fit the criteria

      Give me a hot sexy gyal from Liberia

      Give me a African queen from Nigeria

      Syria, no matter which area

       

      Chorus

      I need a West Indian girl

      (Like me)

      Give me a African girl

      (Like me)

      I mon want a English girl

      (Like me)

      Even ah Canadian girl

      (Like me)

       

      Chorus

      I need a South American girl

      (Like me)

      Even a Asian girl

      (Like me)

      Want a Brazilian girl

      (Like me)

      Any kind of girl ‘round the world

       

      Verse

      Mi want a woman to hug me up and hold me tight

      Occupy my bed inna di lonely night

      It’s only right, the that control tonight

      So lower the light and make me console you right

       

      Verse

      So settle down ya mi darling

      I give you sweet loving till the morning

      'Cause in these loving arms you’ll be falling

      So know this all feels so rewarding

       

      Chorus

      Now tell me if you fit the criteria

      Give me a hot sexy gyal from Siberia

      Give me a African queen from Nigeria

      Syria, no matter which area

       

      Chorus

      Mi want a gyal to love me up

      (Like me)

      Have me hook to her like a drug

      (Like me)

      Someone who can support a thug

      (Like me)

      And put on the sweet rub a dub

      (Like me)

       

      Chorus

      Mi want a hot gyal wi stock

      (Like me)

      Unna 'fraid to call all the shots

      (Like me)

      Woman can secure mi back

      (Like me)

      And she haffi be wicked inna di sack

      (Like me)

       

      Chorus

      Now tell me if you fit the criteria

      Hot sexy gyal from Liberia

      African queen from Nigeria

      Syria, no matter which area

       

      Chorus

      Sweet sexy gyal

      (Like me)

      A Pakistani girl

      (Like me)

      Want an American girl

      (Like me)

      I want an Armenian girl

      (Like me)

       

      Chorus

      Puerto Rican girl

      (Like me)

      A Dominican girl

      (Like me)

      Even a Cuban girl

      (Like me)

      Any kind of girl 'round the world

      Mi want a gyal to love me up

       

      Outro

      A bubble-up gyal

      A rub a dub gyal

      Mi rub a dub gyal

       

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      Body A Shake

      Written by: O. Burrell, D. shippy & R. Livingston

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

       

      Verse

      Gyal from you a know say you a posses the whine

      Mek you fling it up give me

      No brother waste no time

      A di wickedest ting when you a wine

      So mek a gyal know she can test you

      When you inna you prime woy

       

      Verse

      Tek it easy no broke mi spine

      Say she feel something bad

      Mek mi adjust mi nine

      From you si mi belt buckle no it shine

      You kno si the shorts she have on it

      Come in like she a mine

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake

       

      Verse

      Mi buck a gyal last nite

      She se she have the budy bye fi mek mi cry

      Mi woman wait mi put her pon stand by

      Why she pull down mi fly mia tink ‘bout di lie

      Mi never shy

       

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

       

      Verse

      Love it when di Jamaican girls dem whine

      Love to see the Japanese girl dem whine

      Sharon she deh yah she a shine pon time

      Put your hand inna di air

      You have di wire waste line

       

      Verse

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake

       

      Verse

      Gyal from you a know say you a posses the whine

      Mek you fling it up give me

      No brother waste no time

      A di wickedest ting when you a wine

      So mek a gyal know she can test you

      When you inna you prime woy

       

      Chorus

      You tek it easy no broke down mi spine

      She feel something bad

      Mek mi adjust mi nine

      From you si mi belt buckle no it shine

      kno si say that the shorts she have on it

      Come in like she a mine

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake

       

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

      Cock up, cock up and fling up and give me yaaa

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake

       

      Chorus

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake yaaa

      Body a, body a shake

       

      Top

       

      What's Love

      feat.Akon

      Written by: O. Burrell, A. Kelly. R. Ducent, M. Gregory

       

      Intro

      Akon and Shaggy, ooh yeah

      Love ain't got nothin' to do with it

      Come on now!

       

      Bridge

      Mi want fi leave you long time

       

      You know from when man a search fi a sign

      She say she love you till the end of time

      But anu dat mi really have pon mi mind

       

      Bridge

      Mi want fi leave you long time

      You know from when man a search fi a sign

      She say she love you till the end of time

      But anu dat mi really have pon mi mind

       

      Chorus

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (What are you talking about?)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (What do you mean?)

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (I don’t understand)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      What’s love?

       

      Verse

      That’s it, it can’t take no more

      I’m leaving, got one foot through the door

      (But I love you)

      I’ve had my doubts before

      I’ve thought it through, now I’m gone for sure

      (But I love you)

       

      Verse

      Can’t let you tie me down

      I wanna have fun and mess around

      (But I love you)

      I’ve got to stand my ground

      Though, you the best thing I’ve found

       

      Chorus

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (I don’t understand)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (Why won’t you just call me?)

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (What do you mean?)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (What? What is it?)

      What’s love?

       

      Verse

      I hope for goodness sake

      That you would just cheat, make some mistake

      (But I love you)

      So perfect you wouldn’t break

      You gave me no reason to escape

      (But I love you)

       

      Verse

      Won’t hide, got skirts to chase

      Don’t wanna be throwing it in your face

      (But I love you)

      I pray to God someday

      We finally go our separate ways

       

      Chorus

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (That’s crazy!)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      What’s love gotta do with it

      (I can’t let you go)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (Just stay)

      What’s love?

       

      Bridge

      Mi want fi leave you long time

      You know from when man a search fi a sign

      She say she love you till the end of time

      But anu dat mi really have pon mi mind

       

      Bridge

      Mi want fi leave you long time

      You know from when man a search fi a sign

      She say she love you till the end of time

      But anu dat mi really have pon mi mind

       

      Chorus

      What’s love, gotta do with it

      (I mean it has everything to do with it, okay!)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      What’s love, gotta do with it

      (What do you mean?)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (What are you talking about?)

       

      Chorus

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (Is this a test? Your friends put you upto this?)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      What’s love gotta do with it?

      (Please, just stay)

      Gotta do with it, gotta do with it

      (It means everything)

      What’s love?

       

      Top

       

      Holla At You

      Written by: O. Burrell, D. Shippy

       

      Intro

      Hot, saucy

      I love the woman dem

      Mr.Lover, Big Yard, yah yah

      Sheezy, yah yah, ya, yah yah

       

      Verse

      Real hot gal know how fi party

      Mi love to see the woman when she dressin' so naughty

      The way the gal check mi out mek she se that she want me

      Right a know me have to mek me move and holla at you shorty

       

      Verse

      Hello baby girl you're lookin' so fine

      I noticed that you been beamin' at me now for a while

      I can see it in your eyes that you wanna be mine

      Now check it out tis even written in the zodiac sign

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Verse

      Now let me tell you've got a hell a rack

      I'm lovin' your stack

      The way you wear the junk in your back

      Don't try to be slack

      You'll probably give hell in the sack

      This ain't a latter baby, girl you know that I'm all that

       

      Verse

      Now how about we take this back to my suite

      Let's make a order out of this

      And we can wrinkle the sheets

      Let me rub down your shoulders and massage your feet

      And you can Mr.Lover I'm your favorite treat

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Bridge

      Well, if you need the love afex

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Someone to kiss an caress

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Massage mi face

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Strap on mi latex

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

       

      Bridge

      Girl, you are di cutest

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      A cut above the rest

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      A cut above the rest

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Big up the reggae empress

      Well, I'll be lovin' you, lovin' you

       

      Verse

      Real hot boy you know se mi choosy

      And mi no have no argument to waste pon a foosy

      I got to compliment you, you're a hell of a beauty

      Furthermore you should be pampered and it is my duty

       

      Needless to say that you are one of a kind

      I'm like a archeologist and you're a hell of a find

      Your style, your smile, I even love your sexy design

      Gal a you possess the good to bottle of wine

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Chorus

      Girl, if you're hot I'm gonna holla at you, yah yah

      You look so good now let me holla at you, yah yah

      Later I'll a man be lovin' you, lovin' you

      Rub a dubin you, huggin you

      Let me give it to you, baby

       

      Outro

      Nice, hot!

      Big Yard, let them know

      Shaggy…moist!

       

      Top

       

      All About Love

      Written by: O. Burrell, A. Kelly, M. Gregory, M. Darson & R. Browne

       

      Intro

      Ain't seen no love like this

      Never felt no love like this

      Ain't seen no love like this, eh

       

      Chorus

      It's all about love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      A little more love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      I need your love

      (Love, love, love, love)

       

      Verse

      Now as I wake up in the mornin', meet the risin' sun

      You're on my mind throughout the day

      Could hardly get things done

      It's that love that you give comparison to none

      Cupid gave me a shot from a loaded gun

       

      Verse

      There is not love like this I've ever seen her with

      Love strikes got me all believe it

      Sweaty palm and the tearful eye

      Thought of you brings me butterfly

       

      Chorus

      It's all about love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      A little more love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      I want your love

      (Love, love, love, love)

       

      Verse

      I know I'm far from perfect that's to my dismay

      You complain that I'm so stuck in my ways

      Insecurity is what I seldom display

      It's unexplainable that love I feel for you each day

       

      Verse

      I told enough lies it's amazin' that you're still with me

      Most times my conscience gets the best of me

      All the skirts that I use to chase

      No one else can ever take your place

       

      Chorus

      It's all about love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      I need your love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

       

      Bridge

      (Love, love, love, love)

      It's hard to conceal it

      (Love, love, love, love)

      I need to reveal it

      (Love, love, love, love)

      It's hard to conceal it

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Yeah, yeah

       

      Chorus

      It's all about love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      A little more love

      (Love, love, love, love)

       

      Chorus

      I want your love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      A little more love

      (Love, love, love, love)

      Just sweet sweet love

      (Love, love, love, love)

       

      Outro

      Yeah, yeah

      Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

      Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

      My woman, my woman

       

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      Wrong Move

      Written by: O. Burrell &

      Transcription in progress!!!

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      Reggae Vibes

      Written by: O. Burrell &

       

      Intro

      Reggae vibe, yeah yeah

      This one called the change of style

      “Shaggy style”

      Let me say!

       

      Verse

      Life ah be under pressure

      The only way to relieve the stress is musical pleasure

      Sometimes I feel like I’m all alone

      ‘Cos everyday I wake up it’s the same old, same old world

       

      Verse

      Gotta get some vibes to get my feelin’s fixed

      In the mornin’, aye

      Gotta get some vibes to get my feelin’s fixed

      Down in the evenin’

       

      Chorus

      ‘Cos reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

      Oh gosh!

      Reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

       

      Verse

      Good mornin’ Mr.Bassy, would you pluck those strings?

      Could you play me a line for the song that I sing now

      Let reggae music flow, ‘cos from the land of wood and water

      Where the good times roll, now roll

       

      Verse

      Gotta get some vibes to get my feelin’s fixed

      Now in the mornin’, aye

      Gotta get some vibes to get my feelin’s fixed

      Down in the evenin’

       

      Chorus

      ‘Cos reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

      Oh gosh!

      Reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

       

      Bridge

      (Wa wa woe)

      Reggae music got me on my toes

      (Wa wa woe)

      Reggae music feel it in my bones

      (Wa wa woe)

      Reggae music got me on my toes

      (Wa wa woe)

      Reggae music feel it in my bones

       

      Bridge

      Well, now the music is a rockin’

      And the bass is really droppin’

      And the vibes is in the air

      I feel it in the atmosphere

      Wa woe yeah, wa woe yeah

      Wa woe yeah, wa woe yeah

       

      Chorus

      ‘Cos reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

      Oh gosh!

      Reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

       

      Chorus

      Reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

      Reggae the vibe relieve me of my sorrows

      It’s on the rise, the music of tomorrow

      I gotta realize that it’s the only thing that keeps me safe

       

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      Who A Wear Di Jacket

      Written by: O. Burrell &

      Transcription in progress!!!

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