Top Songs By Irie Maffia
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Irie Maffia
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Élő Márton
Songwriter
Horváth Gáspár
Songwriter
Lyrics
This a story of a black empress
Yess mi confessed never forget har dreadlocks and dress
Inna mi life dis a likkle distress
Remember all the sweet things she seh,
when she laid pon mi chest
This a story of a black empress
Yess mi confessed never forget har dreadlocks and dress
Inna mi life dis a likkle distress
Remember all the sweet things she seh,
when she laid pon mi chest
Dis about a girl name Vanessa she a real black uman
Remember seh mi saw har just fa one second
She worked in a bar when ma session's began
When she hear dis mi voice she figure mi carribean
Then there dis yah other gal ya she come from Japan
But when Vanessa come mi forget to perform
The ongle thing mi waan fi go and tell har who i am
Fa make a chat n drink before mi pass out and lam
This a story of a black empress
Yess mi confessed never forget har dreadlocks and dress
Inna mi life dis a likkle distress
Remember all the sweet things she seh,
when she laid pon mi chest
Me yarn with har a lot seh har mi nuh a hooligan
Mi nah waan fi rape har inna di bank of nuh dutty minivan
Till mi proove mi identiy seh mi not a ruffian
Mi selekta bawl out "WEH MI DJ DEHPON?"
Now we done with the show mi gwaan fi get mi cardigan
Mi waan fi leave when young boy come around a tap upon mi arm
Mi affi give you somtin serious befor the man a gone
She pass a paper with har number cau mi a gentleman.
This a story of a black empress
Yess mi confessed never forget har dreadlocks and dress
Inna mi life dis a likkle distress
Remember all the sweet things she seh,
when she laid pon mi chest
Three more days mi coulda spend in Paris
The other day I afraid seh she a resist
Mi link up the gal nuh realy hand over fist
She ask mi fi come to metro number 6
Oh yess now see dis gal a kute really waan fa mix
from that time it comes so easy nuh need spells and nuh tricks
when the sun goes down together walk thru Paris
At the end about eleven she gimme di first kiss
Everything was so good and everything was so nice
She have body like a cake so mi cut a little slice
Mi give har a faith seh soon mi come back twice
But mi saw inna har eyes she turned cold likethe ice
Little later mi have a show over dehso one night
Inna di mornin mi fi left to Budapest next flight
After three long month she start fi criticize
She seh she was just another victim of mi vice
Writer(s): Gaspar Horvath, Andras Keri, Marton Elo, Adam Szeker, Veronika Dagadu, Akos Baranyai
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