Newbaan - Hot Like Jamaica lyrics

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Newbaan - Hot Like Jamaica lyrics

[Verse 1: Frisco] Yardman settings Big ganja spliff with no cigarette in Hot up the place like Jam Down That's a man down if you make the mistake, I can wreck him I ain't petting, they all know when I step in Whether it's town or country Down to Hailsham, eat two steamed fish You dun know that the flex is lovely We turn up in Jamaica one way And that's party from Monday to Sunday The North London rudeboy's in the house And I can show you 'bout gunplay Big 45 lift him up, no trickeries I've got family in Fletcher's and Tivoli Mek a man know it's real life, no imagery k** three and call it a trilogy [Hook: Frisco] My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica, yeah My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica Man a get hot like Jamaica Tottenham man in Jamaica [Verse 2: Newbaan] Yo De Niro, we ready again Pa** a piece of paper, now pa** the pen Newbaan on the beat, mi a slaughter them Like a teacher, teach dem inna cla** again Flowdan, Frisco and di boss are friends So dem mek [?] Snipe up on di [?] Fire don't see the last of them Them survive, tell them [?] My bloodclart gun inna my hand You know the German Luger sam The dutty [?] jam Night night, fi no [?] sings to a song But they gone six foot six under the sun Any way them see Newbaan [?] Them some p**y, we no play with man [Hook: Frisco] My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica, yeah My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica Man a get hot like Jamaica Tottenham man in Jamaica [Verse 3: Flowdan] Everyting seal up when the Dan touch down High grade, man a look half pound Link up De Niro over vineyard town No bother with a hype ting, I tell a man calm down Try and go [?] link up Newbaan Anywhere mi there, you better know say are Gaza Rise up the old rusty African llama Then I went there when darg dem are there On my corner, nobody with the tough chat From East London, not where Jack spat Cuh the darg dem ready fi go dun that Anywhere them dead man [?] Cuh man a do road and gangster no look back See a hot gyal, man park up and foot that We tek bwoy gyal we no sorry for Cuh the yard gyal dem look foreigner [Hook: Frisco] My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica I can get hot like Jamaica, yeah My heart cold like England But I can get hot like Jamaica Man a get hot like Jamaica Tottenham man in Jamaica