RaggaeMusic

I discovered a new raggae sound, on of my favorite right now !



Right here you have the lyrics :

This tune is called Rihanna’s gone!
Cris Cab
We’re the best!
lock the exits
You have just to wake in the sleeping giants
wanna talk to the…

Cris Cab:
When a woman’s fed up, your car gets key'd up
she'll call 911, and police they show up
They don’t need no reason, to put you in prison
She gives the order …
I used to hold you in my arms,
Now you’re holding me at arms
Ticky, ticky, tock, turn.. the alarm.
Yeah, there’s a riot in the bedroom
And I don’t know if I’mma make it alive or in the tomb
She shook me one time, she shook me two times
She shook me three times, she shook me four times
And then… Rihanna’s gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two times
Oh, three times
Oh, four times
And I never got the chance to apologize!

Chorus:
So baby girl, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Oh, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!

She was talking, and talking, and talking, and talking, and talking to my heart
I know she was up to something when I saw her in the dark
Her hand was on the burner, and my things were in the yard
My head, my shoes, my clothes, and my nylon string guitar
I told her that I loved her, but I guess it’s not enough
She sliced up my tires, so I had to take the bus
I never would admit it, so she told me we were done
she said she found a paper with Stacy’s number on the front.
She shook me one time, she shook me two times
She shook me three times, she shook me four times
And then… Rihanna’s gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two times
Oh, three times
Oh, four times
And I never got the chance to apologize!

Chorus:
So baby girl, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Oh, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!


Mavado:
Gyal how could you ever do me this, when you did shoot
Make you never did miss?
sweet words from you damn pretty lips
and you shoot up the benz and take way me drist
you nuh see the gully life at stake
from you sleep in a bed with the snake
get carried away by the sexy shape and me drop asleep and wake

she captured me
without a fight
well baby girl
its quite alright
they say two wrongs dont make it right
she say why you carry roses to a gun fight
and suddenly, i went outa sight


Chorus:
No guns, but roses,
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Oh, these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I’m begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Rihanna’s gun!