paroles de chanson These Streets - Tanya Stephens

You know, I can still remember when it was just me and you
Suddenly, it turned you and your crew
Forget everything bout your 'Boo'
Ah boy

I wish you woulda treat me like your glock,
I woulda love it if you keep me pon cock
I wish you woulda treat me like your yacht,
Keep me wet while the waves dem a rock
Why you cant stay pon me like the corner,
And keep your lips pon me like your marijuana
I woulda love it if you treat me like the club,
Stay up inna me whole night just
A bump 'n grind 'n rub

You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
While you deh pon the streets all the time,
Just bear this in mind, Whoa

These streets dont love you like I do,
You need fi know that
You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build,
You about fi blow that
But just like a played out jersey,
You about fi get throwback

I wish you woulda treat me like a ounce,
Me know you nah leggo that when you bounce
You shoulda deh home a knock boots like your Tims
Need fi act older than the size
A yuh rims
I wish you woulda stay pon me like the phone man
And never leave the house without
Me like your chrome man
Boy I wish you woulda treat me like your whips,
Your girl's a perfect 10 but your Benz
Dem a only a 5 and a 6

You dont understand what your woman needs from her man
While you deh pon the streets all the time,
Just bear this in mind

These streets dont love you like I do,
You need fi know that
You wanna keep your woman loving you then you need fi show that
The love we have weh did take so much effort fi build,
You about fi blow that
But just like a played out jersey,
You about fi get throwback

Now the feds have them case and the gavel a pound
Me a look fi a familiar face
Me no see none around
When you call me collect a gi mi errands fi do
Me nuh see no hot gal me nuh see
None of your 'crew'
Government seize everything,
The G's everything and another baller done take over
The spot
A run trees everything, the keys,
Everything and 10 calls a month is all you've
Got saying
Now you understand
What I was tryna to say to my man
Why you dey an dere pon the grind
You shoulda bear this in mind

Say the streets dem nuh give a damn,
Bang diddly bang
A just the place weh you peddle pon
(You need fi know that)
You fall in love with the corner,
You can't say me never warn you
(And ya need fi show that)
These streets don't love you like I do
U know these streets don't love you
And oh these streets can't hug you
These streets don't love you like I do
U know these streets don't love you (like i do)
These streets don't love you like I do
U know these streets don't love you
These streets don't love you like I do (like I do)
These streets don't love you like I do
U know these streets don't love you (like I do)
U know these streets don't love you (like I do)