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Dreadlock Holiday Lyrics
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Lyrics of Song Dreadlock Holiday
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I was walkin� down the street
Concentratin� on truckin� right
I heard a dark voice beside of me
And i looked round in a state of fright
I saw four faces one mad
A brother from the gutter
They looked me up and down a bit
And turned to each other
I say
I don�t like cricket oh no
I love it
I don�t like cricket oh no
I love it
Don�t you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don�t you walk thru my words
'cause you ain�t heard me out yet
Well he looked down at my silver chain
He said i�ll give you one dollar
I said you�ve got to be jokin� man
It was a present from me mother
He said i like it i want it
I�ll take it off your hands
And you�ll be sorry you crossed me
You�d better understand that you�re alone
A long way from home
And i say
I don�t like reggae no no
I love it
I don�t like reggae oh no
I love it
Don�t you cramp me style
Don�t you queer on me pitch
Don�t you walk thru my words
'cause you ain�t heard me out yet
I hurried back to the swimming pool
Sinkin� pina coladas
I heard a dark voice beside me say
Would you like something harder
She said i�ve got it you want it
My harvest is the best
And if you try it you�ll like it
And wallow in a dreadlock holiday
And i say
Don�t like jamaica oh no
I love her
Don�t like jamaica oh no
I love her oh yea
Don�t you walk thru her words
You got to show some respect
Don�t you walk thru her words
'cause you ain�t heard her out yet
I don�t like cricket
I love it (dreadlock holiday)
I don�t like reggae
I love it (dreadlock holiday)
Don�t like jamaica
I love her (dreadlock holiday)
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