Colder Chords

[Intro]
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Ease, Hot Head exclusive like this
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Yeah, because a long time I no party like this
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Me tell the girl dem the sweetest lyrics
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Brr, my girl mek me tell you this
 
 
[Verse 1]
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Hey girl, just come over
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When the night get colder
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Rest your head 'pon me shoulder
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Gyal seh she want a ring, 
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cah man a king inna the thing inna the pot me a no joker
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From the bed to the sofa
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Position like a yoga-er
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She know seh me no lame, a no Drake, 
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Busy a the real controller
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She love the way how me approach her
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So me push her like a stroller
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Gyal nice and soft, me so me squeeze her closer, yeah
 
 
[Chorus]
    G                 Am
Fi real, fi real, fi real
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Pull up the one yah from top
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Inna me turning wool and diamond sox
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Watch how dem old times style yah come back, yeah
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 Me haffi sing seh fi real, fi real, fi real
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The place jam packed
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Boiled corn soup a sell out a pot
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Me no want da likkle vibes yah fi stop-op-op, no way
 
 
[Verse 2]
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So reggae music sweeter
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Listen the bass and the tweeter
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The style dem neater
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Back in the days man have dem travel facts, 
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bally and clarks, nowadays a bare sneakers
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[?] Mesh marina
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No fighting na the dance, 
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no weapon no haffi wrap un inna pocket inna no Gleaner
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Big up Edi Fitzroy the singer
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And all the elders weh pave the way fi the whole turf, 
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step out and step in here
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Hot Head, no mek me get meaner, so me sing
 
 
[Chorus]
    G                 Am
Fi real, fi real, fi real
                          G
Pull up the one yah from top
         Am                       G
Inna me turning wool and diamond sox
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Watch how dem old times style yah come back-a-ack, yeah, yes yes
    G                 Am
Fi real, fi real, fi real
               G
The place jam packed
        Am                     G
Boiled corn soup a sell out a pot
           Am                           G            Am
Seh me no want da likkle vibes yah fi stop, no way, no way
 
 
[Outro]
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 Ease, this is a exclusive Busy Signal
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And dem fi know seh the whole turf and a so the thing set
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Paying homage to all a the elders weh pave the way
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Know the thing set up different you know, brrr, Busy
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Yeah, respect due to the elder
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 Bus'! Hot Head, Hot Head, Busy
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Turf
 
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