paroles de chanson COOL AS THE BREEZE/FRIDAY - Chronixx

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah

Roll out we cool as breeze
Wallet look like a science book
Swear a school mi ago teach
Rev the truck up to the mountain top and as soon as mi reach
Go get the skunk, kick the shoes off mi feet
Then mi bless the cup, 32 Psalm mi read
Give thanks fi di love mi receive

Mi work everyday, inna di street
And everyday end with nights like this
When a holiday, wi touch pon di beach
White t-shirt and cut off jeans
And we nuh need sneakers (No)
Sand grains a massage mi feet, blessing a flow like river
Girl, drop asleep, she steam the indica, wake her and seh

Sun burning up 'til it red
Welcome to Kingston, everyday is a summer
Every night feel like a Friday
Rev di bike 'til dem swear is a Hummer
High grade a make we eye red
Still we nah go red yiy fi nobody tings
Every night a Friday
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

General a general when wi touch di road
Mi an' mi Empress an' mi bredda dem nuh roll wid nuh stranger
Herbs pretty like a emerald, no one pound, a several in di chalice
Puff it up mek Babylon see di vapor

Tell yuh dem nuh ready fi di energy wi bringing every style weh
Every style weh dem a follow, yes a we a di maker
Spending like a runner, think a Bolt when wi come ya
'Member everyday a summer when yuh deh a Jamaica

Hold on nuh baby
This place kinda crazy (Oh, oh)
Everybody a dance catch the energy
Babylon can't stop the music
RastafarI keep wi groovin'
The whole world a pree fi touch down in the West Indies
'Cause

The sun burning up 'til it red
Welcome to Kingston, everyday is a summer
Every night feel like a Friday
Rev di bike 'til dem swear is a Hummer
High grade a make we eye red
Still we nah go red yiy fi nobody tings
Every night a Friday
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Mi work everyday, inna di street
Everyday end with nights like this
When a holiday, wi touch pon di beach
A white t-shirt and cut off jeans
And we nuh need sneakers (No)
Di warm and grains a massage mi feet
Mi locs long like Jesus locs
When mi steam the sativa up

La-la-la-la dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)
Dancehall (La-la-la-la)

The sun burning up 'til it red
Welcome to Kingston, everyday is a summer
Every night feel like a Friday (Oh, yeah)
Rev di bike 'til dem swear is a Hummer
High grade a make we eye red (Oh, yeah)
Still we nah go red yiy fi nobody tings
Every night a Friday (Oh, yeah)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

The sun burning up 'til it red (Oh, yeah)
Welcome to Kingston, everyday is a summer
Every night feel like a Friday
Rev di bike 'til dem swear is a Hummer
High grade a make we eye red (Oh, yeah)
Still we nah go red yiy fi nobody tings
Every night a Friday (Oh, yeah)