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Lt. Stitchie
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I am psychologically prepared for this one
And I am lyrically ready for everyone
Woman, you gone like Sammy Mouth
Watch this
Watch yah nuh gyal
Gyal him flip up before when you live a Portmore
When you catch him inna bed with Lorna
Still you forgive him 'cause you love him
And woman you still keep him
Now him gone a bed with your sister
Weh him a do?
A dissy program, him nah show no respect
Gyal him a big man and him can do better
Now a run and a bawl with the man pon him leg
True you lef' him and you turn big timer
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him waan rally back through him a survive
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him a match you, you a drive Pathfinder, yeah
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
A wha' mi say?
Independent woman
Hand inna the air
Work hard fi your money and you know you can say
Independent woman
Jump up and pose
You have your own house and you buy your own clothes
Style
Man used to diss you, treat you like buttocks
You wash, you cook, you clean, and all of that just for nothing
Hey
You never cheat, no give the man trouble
Fi no reason the man get up and lef' you
Like Judas, him betray you
When you pass him gyal dem a su-su-su-su
But Father, bless you
No hood dem can't test you
Ignorance pon the map, dem can't walk inna your shoes
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him waan rally back through him a survive
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him a match you, you a drive Pathfinder, yeah
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Non-progressive element, him never have no conscience
When him lef' you alone with the children
Think you woulda die, or sit down, or cry
Or crawl back to him pon your knee then?
Instead
Step up inna life
Gyal you no stop strive
Gone a the top of the top dem
Now
Him spend off every dollar, only a buss him shirt collar
Never make no plan fi the future
A mom's house nuh want him, mad house refuse him
Gyal, wha' you coulda a do with him?
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him waan rally back through him a survive
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him a match you, you a drive Pathfinder, yeah
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Style
Independent woman
Hand inna the air
Work hard fi your money and you know you can say
Independent woman
Jump up and pose
You have your own house and you buy your own clothes
Watch
Man used to diss you, treat you like buttocks
You wash, you cook, you clean, and all of that just for nothing
Hey
You never cheat, no give the man trouble
Fi no reason the man get up and lef' you
Like Judas, him betray you
When you pass him gyal dem a su-su-su-su
But Father, bless you
No hood dem can't test you
Ignorance pon the map, dem can't walk inna your shoes
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him waan rally back through him a survive
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, la-la
Him a match you, you a drive Pathfinder, yeah
Oh-oh, la-la-la
Don't give him no bligh
A wha' mi say?
Gyal him flip up before when you live a Portmore
When you catch him inna bed with Lorna
Still you forgive him 'cause you love him
And woman you still keep him
Now him gone a bed with your sister
Weh him a do?
A dissy program, him nah show no respect
Him a big man and him can do better
Now a run and a bawl with the man pon him leg
True you lef' him and you turn big timer
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