Shaggy ft Rayvon - Ángel

Nombre Artístico: Shaggy
Nombre Real: Orville Richard Burrell
Canción: Angel
Álbum: Hot Shot
Género: Reggae, Dancehall.
Año: 2000
País: Kingston, Jamaica
Nacio: 22-10-1968
Pagina Web:Shaggy

[Intro: Shaggy & Rayvon]
Now this one's dedicated to all the youths who want to say nice things to all dem girls
(Heh, heh, heh, shooby dooby dooby doo boy, shooby doo)
Treat her like diamonds and pearls
Dedicated to all the girls around the world
(Now) Now this is Rayvon and Shaggy with a combination you can't miss
(Heh, heh, heh, shooby doo dooby doo boyoy, yeah)
Flip this one 'pon the musical disc (Yeah) Well
Ah ah, wah wah wah

[Chorus: Rayvon]
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby (Tell them)
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

[Bridge: Shaggy]
Life is one big party when you're still young
But who's gonna have your back when it's all done? (Yeah)
It's all good when you're little, you have pure fun
Can't be a fool, son, what about the long run?
Looking back Shorty always mention
Said me not giving her much attention (Yeah)
She was there through my incarceration
I wanna show the nation my appreciation

[Chorus: Rayvon]
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel (Ah)
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby (Tell them)
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

[Verse 2: Shaggy]
You're a queen and so you should be treated (Ah)
Though you never get the lovin' that you needed (Yeah)
Could have left, but I called and you heeded
Begged and I pleaded, mission completed (Ah)
Mama said that I and I dissed the program
Not the type to mess around with her emotion (Yeah)
But the feeling that I have for you is so strong
Been together so long and this could never be wrong

[Chorus: Rayvon]
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel (Ah)
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby (Tell them, tell them)
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

[Verse 3: Shaggy & (Rayvon)]
Uh, uh
Girl, in spite of my behavior, said I'm your savior
(You must be sent from up above)
And you appear to me so tender, say girl I surrender
(Thanks for giving me your love)
Girl, in spite of my behavior, well, you are my savior
(You must be sent from up above)
And you appear to me so tender, well, girl I surrender
(Said thanks for giving me your love)

[Bridge: Shaggy]
Now life is one big party when you're still young
And who's gonna have your back when it's all done
It's all good when you're little, you have pure fun
Can't be a fool, son, what about the long run (Yeah)
Looking back Shorty always mention
Said me not giving her much attention (Ah)
She was there through my incarceration
I wanna show the nation my appreciation

[Chorus: Rayvon]
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel (Ah)
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady
Girl, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Closer than my peeps you are to me, baby (Tell them)
Shorty, you're my angel, you're my darling angel
Girl, you're my friend when I'm in need, lady

Shaggy ft Rikrok - It Wasn't Me

Nombre Artístico: Shaggy
Nombre Real: Orville Richard Burrell
Canción: It Wasn't Me
Álbum: Hot Shot
Género: Reggae, Dancehall.
Año: 2000
País: Kingston, Jamaica
Nacio: 22-10-1968
Pagina Web:Shaggy

[Intro (spoken): Rikrok & Shaggy ]
Yo, man
Yo
Open up, man
Yeah, what do you want, man?
My girl just caught me
You let her catch you?
I don't know how all of this happened
With who?
The girl next door, ya know?
Man, I don't know what to do
Say it wasn't you
Alright...

[Chorus: Rikrok]
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin' with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

[Verse 1: Shaggy]
How ya fi give ya woman access to your villa?
Trespass and a witness all the hackling on the pillow
You better watch your back before she turn into a killer
Best review the situation that you caught up inna
To be a true player you've to know how to play
If she say, “a night”, convince her, say, “a day”
Never admit to a word what she say
And if she claim a yuh, tell her, “Baby, no way!”

[Pre-Chorus: Rikrok & (Shaggy)]
But she caught me on the counter (Wasn't me)
Saw me bangin' on the sofa (Wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (Wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera (Wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder (Wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her (Wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder (Wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

[Chorus: Rikrok]
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin' with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
I had tried to keep her from what
She was about to see
Why should she believe me
When I told her it wasn't me?

[Verse 2: Shaggy]
Makes you know say that she really no right for vex
A never you she see yah make the gigolo flex
A smaddy else a favor you inna di complex
Seein' is believin', so you better change your specs
You know she a go bring a whole heap a things up from the past
All the little evident, you betta know fe mask
Quick 'pon yuh hansa, know how fe talk
But if she pack a gun, you know, you betta run fast

[Pre-Chorus: Rikrok & (Shaggy)]
But she caught me on the counter (Wasn't me)
Saw me banging on the sofa (Wasn't me)
I even had her in the shower (Wasn't me)
She even caught me on camera (Wasn't me)
She saw the marks on my shoulder (Wasn't me)
Heard the words that I told her (Wasn't me)
Heard the screams getting louder (Wasn't me)
She stayed until it was over

[Chorus: Rikrok]
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin' with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

[ Bridge: Rikrok ]
Wanna tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
I've been listenin' to your reason
It makes no sense at all
People tell her that I'm sorry
For the pain that I've caused
You may think that you're a player
But you're completely lost
That's why I sing

[Chorus: Rikrok]
Honey came in and she caught me red-handed
Creepin' with the girl next door
Picture this, we were both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor
How could I forget that I had
Given her an extra key?
All this time she was standing there
She never took her eyes off me

Terror Fabulous - Action

Nombre Artístico: Terror Fabulous
feat: Nadine Sutherland
Canción: Action
Álbum: Yaga Yaga
Género: Reggae.
Año: 1994
País: Kingston, Jamaica


[Intro: Terror Fabulous (Nadine Sutherland)]
Woman waan good love
(Hmmmmmm)
No sympathize
Woman waan good lovin' every night
(Yeah, yeah)
Right up, lover girl
Nadine! Step up!

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

[Verse 1: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
You think you are so fine
(Big chat nuh work gal man watch de time)
Stop playin' with my mind
(Woman nuh inna joke when she well waan de wine)
You call me on the phone
(One hour worth a talking angel come down)
And now I want you home
(Ital jockey gal me nah use no stone)

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

[Bridge: Nadine Sutherland]
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction (Watch dis!)

[Verse 2: Terror Fabulous]
Wha' mi say?!
Bedroom bully, she nuh waan that enuh
She want a man fi caress her up like so
Man a make love to woman like a war dem a go
Woman a bawl inna agony an holler out (Cho!)
Hardcore lovin' man you must be insane
Woman nuh waan no man fi make she feel pain
Sweet lovin' in de fallin' rain
Sweet lovin' a mix up her brain

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

[Verse 3: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
You think you understand
(Agony, pain, and lovin' inna one)
I need a lovin' man
(Whole heap a lovey-dovy and nuff affection)
Sweet thoughts and tender care
(Nuh waan no man fi gon tear off her brassier)
Can you erase my fear
(Terror comin' right ova so Nadine just beware of me)

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

[Bridge: Nadine Sutherland]
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction (Watch dis!)

[Verse 2: Terror Fabulous]
Wha' mi say?!
Bedroom bully, she nuh waan that enuh
She want a man fi caress her up like so
Man a make love to woman like a war dem a go
Woman a bawl inna agony an holler out (Cho!)
Hardcore lovin' man you must be insane
Woman nuh waan no man fi make she feel pain
Sweet lovin' in de fallin' rain
Sweet lovin' a mix up her brain

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

[Bridge: Nadine Sutherland]
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction
I need some action
Tender satisfaction (Mad House!)
My chemistry is flowing
Can you cause a chain reaction (Watch dis!)

Agony, pain, and lovin inna one
Whole heap a lovey-dovy and nuff affection
They nuh waan no ruff man fi tear off her brassier
Terror comin' right ova so Nadine just beware--of me

[Chorus: Nadine Sutherland (Terror Fabulous)]
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)
Action (Not a bag a mouth)
Sweet (Loving make de gal dem bruk out)

Chaka Demus & Pliers - Murder She Wrote

Nombres Artísticos: Chaka Demus & Pliers
Canción: Murder She Wrote
Género: Dancehall, Reggae.
País: Kingston, Jamaica
Año: 1993

[Intro: Chaka Demus]
Now this one dedicated to the girls them with the angel face and the devil heart
You know say Ragamuffin Chaka Demus and youth called Pliers
Come to deal with the case
Step up my youth, Hear this!

[Chorus 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote

[Chorus 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch ya now, it name
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)

[Verse 1: Pliers]
Have her cruise the corner where she jooks an where she jam
She know about Lou, Crack an every money man
Make love to the Coolie, Chiney, White Man and Indian
The wickedest kind a girl whey Mr. Pliers buk upon

[Hook 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote

[Verse 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch here now, standstill
You nah pay me light bill
If you test the ragamuffin
Girl ya goin' get kill
Girl keep 'way
Cause you ah crebbie crebbie
And the lyrics weh me talk, a it mi DJ
Girl come out
Because you nah shack out
And when you hear the Ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Nuh touch me gate
You nah pay my water rate
Because great is great, Great can't underrate

[Chorus 2: Chaka Demus]
Follow me!
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)

[Verse 2: Pliers]
Now every middle of the year this girl go have abortion
For the coolie, White Man, Indian, no seeking an infant
An just the other day me see her six months pregnant
Now she up an switch her girl with another baby in a pram

[Chorus 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know (but)
Murder she wrote (for real, for real)
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote
Murder she wrote

[Verse 3: Chaka Demus]
Excuse me!
Girl me never know me never know you so you stray
Ragamuffin Chaka Demus come fi flash it same way
Woah, woah (Follow me!)

[Chorus 2: Chaka Demus]
Watch ya now, it name
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (follow me!)
Ah pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka
Say, gyal you're pretty
Your face, it pretty
But your character dirty
Girl, you just act too flirty flirty
You run to Tom, Dick, an also Harry
An when you find your mistake
You talk 'bout you're sorry, sorry, sorry (Come now!)

[Verse 4: Chaka Demus]
The girl a pose an' a brag how she look sexy
All she worship is pure vanity
The girl a pose an' a brag how she a look ready
When she wash her clothes it dirty
Girl you no ready if you can't cook for me
Girl you no ready if you can't wash for me
Girl you no ready if you know you're flirty flirty
(Follow me!)
Your pretty face and bad character
Them there kind of livin' can't hold Chaka (Follow me now)
(Murder she wrote, Murder she wrote)
Your pretty face and bad character (Murder she wrote, Murder she wrote)
Them there kind of livin' can't (Murder she wrote) hold Chaka
So stand still (Murder she wrote na na na)
You no pay me light bill
An if you tes di ragamuffin (Murder she wrote)
Gal ya gwan get kill
Gal keep 'way
Cause you ah crebbie crebbie
And the limits to me talk of if me DJ
Girl come out Because you nah shack out
Now when you hear the ragamuffin
You haffi jump and shout
Now touch me gate
You now pay my water rate
Because great is great, Great can't underrate (Come down)

[Chorus 1: Pliers]
I know this little girl, her name is Maxine
Her beauty is like a bunch of rose
But If I ever tell you about Maxine
You only say I don't know what I know

Cultura Profética - Baja la tensión

Grupo: Cultura Profética
Canción: Baja la tensión
Album: La dulzura 2010
Género: Reggae
Período de actividad: 1996 - Presente
País: San Juan, Puerto Rico.
Pagina Web:Cultura Profética

Baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación/ (x2)
Baja la tensión
Que nooo
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación
Baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación

Cariño no se exige se espera
Si así no llega el cariño pues no era bótame y ya
Y sí no me das espacio para ser, negra
Si no hay sonrisa no hay querer
Nada que ver, no
Ya no machaques tus vacíos
Tu dependencia no es cariño
No aguanto a que me impongan reglas, negra
Esto es bien sencillo

Baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación/ (x2)
Baja la tensión
Que nooo
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación
Baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación

No

Conoces muy bien mi debilidad
Sabes como hacer que lo sienta
Tienes todas las herramientas y más
Para dar con mi corazón, amor
Si siempre tuviste la habilidad
Porque ahora me sales tan terca
Dale tiempo pa´que se sienta y ya
Vuelve a ser quien fuiste

Y baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación
Y baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación
Baja la tensión
Que nooo
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación
Baja la tensión
Amor no es presión
No se consigue amor
Bajo obligación

Oohh

Cultura Profética - Rimas pa' seducir

Grupo: Cultura Profética
Canción: Rimas pa' seducir
Album: La dulzura 2010
Género: Reggae
Período de actividad: 1996 - Presente
País: San Juan, Puerto Rico.
Pagina Web:Cultura Profética

Quieren que hable,
Quieren que escupa
Lo que se observa bajo esta lupa
Quieren que tire por la conciencia
Otro llamado a la razón
Quieren que le hable
A oídos sordos
Que los eleve y que toquen fondo
A oídos necios palabras sordas
Si se conforman pa' que insistir

En estos días busco amor
Pensar en cosas que me hagan reír
Me sobran rimas al dolor
Por eso hoy solo busco
Busco invertir
Tiempo en mil rimas pa' seducir.
Ohhh
Baby

Quieren que grite
Que agite masas
Y que repique to' lo que pasa
Y aunque ese fuego es la costumbre
No se critica por criticar
Y lo que sale por esta boca
Nunca expira, ni se equivoca
Eso que he dicho en el trayecto
Aun sigue siendo el ideal.
Peroo

En estos días busco amor
Pensar en cosas que me hagan reír
Me sobran rimas al dolor
Por eso hoy solo busco
Busco invertir
Tiempo en mil rimas pa' seducir
Baby
Y me voy a lucir.
Tu sabes que si
Baby