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Cris Cab
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Rihanna's Gun
Refugee sound system
Gully god
This tune is called Rihanna's gun!
Rihanna's gun
Wyclef
Jump!
Oh
Cris Cab
All hands on deck, you hear me
We're the best!
Lock the exits, you have just awaken to sleeping giants
Oh, Wyclef
All hands on deck, Cris Cab wanna talk to the girls them
Cris Cab:
When a woman's fed up, your car gets keyed 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 and then starting the alarm.
Yeah, there's a riot in the bedroom
And I don't know if I'm a make it alive or in the tomb
She shoot me one time, she shoot me two times
She shoot me three times, she shoot me four times
And then she's like, I've been hit with Rihanna's gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two time
Oh, three time
Oh, four time
And I never got the chance to apologize!
Chorus:
So baby girl, well these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I'm begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Yeah, well 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 hat, 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 all my tires, so I had to take the bus
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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 shoot me one time, she shoot me two times
She shoot me three times, she shoot me four times
And then she's like, I've been hit with Rihanna's gun!
Oh, one time
Oh, two time
Oh, three time
Oh, four time
And I never got the chance to apologize!
Chorus:
So baby girl, well these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I'm begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Yeah, well 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 ever did miss?
sweet words from you damn pretty lips
And you shoot up the benz and take way di jist
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
It's quite alright
They say two wrongs don't make it right
She say why you carry roses to a gun fight?
And suddenly, i went out of sight
Chorus:
So baby girl, well these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I'm begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
Yeah, well these are the roses
I picked them from your garden
I'm begging for your pardon
Please take me back in the morning!
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