Don Lyrics

Oh lord

I’m a don

I feel like I’m dudus

Mi Love the ghetto

Caah mek dem suffer

Nuh longer

Nah sah

Feel so cut up

When mi see how

Them A suffer

Give dem sumn

It nuh matter

Outta many one

The motto

Oh lord

I’m a don

I feel like I’m dudus

Mi Love the ghetto

Caah mek dem suffer

Nuh longer

Nah sah

Get the vision

And mi go fah

Mek the move

Wid Nuh outta

Give dem sumn

It nuh matter

A Outta many one

The motto

89 I was made for this

Jubilee cut mi navel string

Young juvenile

From Kingston 5

So Garrison a the place we live

Tell'em

Anything a anything

The shower party

Anno baby thing

Kick it off

Mek it start

Dem bowy dey nuh bad

Not even have badman relative

Who dem a play wid

Leave it a the play field

Tivoli nuh play wid people

Waterfront anno beach

Hard ears a go feel too

Run off yuh mouth

god be with you

Cah contain us

Container that we do

Everything Seal

Ship it off

wharf it reach

Fly down

Every hawk and the eagle

Fire pon the beast

Everything get Kleen

Oh lord

I’m a don

I feel like I’m dudus

Mi Love the ghetto

Caah mek dem suffer

Nuh longer

Nah sah

Mi Feel so cut up

When mi see how

Them A suffer

Give dem sumn

It nuh matter

A Outta many one

The motto The Motto

Portmore that a my scheme

Anyway mi go

Mi nuh need ID

All the bees dem

Have mi name

A buzz inna the street

Which way

Dat way

Causeway

Roll out Pon dem

Downtown

Like a cart wheel

Links dem real

Anno plastic

Everything seal

Like steel and concrete

No big deal

But a Food affi eat

Enemies

Affi ease off

Nuh informer

Wid we

In the field dawg

Nam dem food

Like breakfast

What Pon the menu

A bere corn

Pull up

And wheel off

Jeezam

Wip long

And ram

Wid 6 gal

Nuh 6 mans

Anno my style that

Dem nuh outside

Dem a outsider

From a J

To the A

Then a my place that

Oh lord

I’m a don

I feel like I’m dudus

Love the ghetto

Caah mek dem suffer

Nuh longer

Nah sah

Feel so cut up

When mi see how

them A suffer

Give dem sumn

It nuh matter

A Outta many one

the motto

Oh lord

I’m a don

I feel like I’m dudus

Mi Love the ghetto

Caah mek dem suffer

Nuh longer

nah sah

Get the vision

And mi go fah

Mek the move

Nuh outta

Give dem sumn

It nuh matter

A Outta many one

The Motto the Motto