She Say - Vybz Kartel, Velet & Rasta

I don't do the he say, she say Ayy, ayy He say, she say I love me a country ass nigga with some gold teeth (Oh) Fuck all of that talking, just show me (Yeah) I don't even know nothin' 'bout no basketball But on the 'Gram flexed up, with the floor seats (On God) Y'all new to this, I'm the young OG (On God) Ain't a soul on this Earth that owe me (What?) This that rich bitch shit I just put my daddy in a bust down Rollie I got a mil' in the bank (Uh-huh) I put that on Jesus (I do) He want me send him the nudes (What?) But I don't do teasers (Haha) Nah, you ain't foolin' me, shawty be poppin' that pussy for features (She freaky) It ain't a Chanel bag big enough for me to stay with a cheater (Fuck) (When you got your own) I don't do the he say, she say (Uh-huh) Speakin' on me, bitch be safe (Be safe) Big cake like it's my B-Day, ayy Runnin' up a bag like relay I ain't been asleep in like three day Bitch, it's my way or the freeway (Skrrr) I ain't never met a nigga can't replace Give a damn what he think, she think Don't let this pretty shit fool you I really'll do you I'm rich as fuck but I still love me a booster Yeah, I got the bag and went straight to the jeweler I paid for my sister tuition and tutor Chopper got titties like he work at Hooters Cross a bitch like a motherfuckin' blooper They heard I fuck with a rapper or hooper Believe what you want, I ain't cleanin' no rumors I'm too young to be this rich (Rich) We can shoot it out or just beat a bitch (Woo, woo) They say I'm gettin' thick, "What you eatin' sis'?" (Thick) I been on my bully like a mean bitch (Ayy) These bitches fraud, they cap a lot (Cap a lot) Reach for this chain, I'ma slap you out First person throw some shit at me on stage We beatin' they ass in the parkin' lot (Woo, woo, woo) I smell like money and Baccarat (Ooh) Fendi space boots, like an astronaut (Ooh) I swear if I said it, I meant it, I handlin' business Ain't rappin' on shit that I'm not about Don't ask 'bout a nigga I forgot about Boss bitches only, you is not allowed, cut it out Self-made bitch, hell you talking 'bout? Yeah I got it out the mud, no handout (Bitch) I don't do the he say, she say (Ayy) Speakin' on me, bitch be safe (Ayy) Big cake like it's my B-Day, ayy (Big cake) Runnin' up a bag like relay (Runnin' up, runnin' up) I ain't been asleep in like three day (Three day) Bitch, it's my way or the freeway (Skrrr) I ain't never met a nigga can't replace (Ayy) Give a damn what he think, she think (Ayy) I don't do the he say, she say (Yeah) Speakin' on me, bitch be safe (Ayy) Big cake like it's my B-Day, ayy Runnin' up a bag like relay (Runnin' up, runnin' up) I ain't been asleep in like three day (Three day) Bitch, it's my way or the freeway (Skrrr) I ain't never met a nigga can't replace (Ayy) Give a damn what he think, she think (Ayy, ayy) He say, she say He say, she say

As the day begins Those of us still standing Can't look away Can't look away From the silent regard Of blackness between stars Drunk shadows dancing In their favourite bars She refused to say He didn't know he could The spell they cast Carved out the world Two tins cans And a line Carry no voices Just whispers in the distance Most things remain forever imaginary Most things remain forever imaginary As the day begins Those of us still standing Can't look away Can't look away Can't look away Credits