Nah Gwan A Jamaica Lyrics - Elephant Man

[Intro:] 

Yep, Davjoa Voo bun dem out 

Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so 

When mi done with dem, dem nah do live fi see tomorrow so 

Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so 

Jamaicans march out, hey! 

[Chorus:] 

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica 

Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper 

Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper 

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, that can't gwan a Jamaica 

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica 

Man a worship Allah, like dem forget di Creator 

How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker 

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, that can't gwan a Jamaica 

[Verse 1:] 

(Wah you say) No fuck with no Jamaican, dem will change up like di weather 

You and Saddam a plot together, then we shot off one a yuh feather 

Cut your throat if we find out you and Bin Laden a bredda 

Black you out like di light wey go way inna New York wah day ya 

Wuk and send down di money, we don't intend fi stay ya 

One a wayer we wha fi drive some big car just like di Mayor 

Gal a sayer, Ele dey ya this a fi dem holidayer 

Man a player without no delay ya couldn't be no gay ya 

Ask Faya, di anaconda mek she a say she prayer 

Then she laye when me pop it out cau man a nuh pussy slayer 

No betraya, nah switch from di gal dem all when we old and graya 

Pussy haffi kill me, a dat me say ya 

[Chorus:] 

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica 

Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper 

Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper 

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, dat can't gwan a Jamaica 

Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica 

Man a worship Allah, like dem forget di Creator 

How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker 

Dat can't gwan a Jamaica, dat can't gwan a Jamaica 

[Verse 2:] 

(Wah we say) Player hater fi gwey 

Anyway you see we deh, di bereter haffi did dey...Wah you say? (Wah we say) 

Member say we head gone, drop and lick it when we born 

We nuh fuck fi turn it on...Wah you say? (Wah we say) 

Big up every yardman inna Rockers Island 

TG and Drewsland...Wah you say? (Wah we say?) 

Big up every dance crew, we nuh care you a who 

Tek di videolight, cause your clothes new (oonu dance) 

Jamaican island way we love, di land of food and water 

Nah go run way from down ya cause nothing we nuh shorter 

We have we own a cement company and coffee maker 

If you hungry, go down a Treesland go visit up di baker 

Big up di rasta man dem up inna di hills wah w beat di shaker 

Way a reap di high grade dem by di pound and by di acre 

Salute to all di farmer, wah a plant up di potato 

Love me island me nah go be no forsaker, hey 

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