420 Richie Campbell

420
Bridgetown

Turn off the phone, lock off the Mac
And any man knock on the door tell them fi gweh cause we nuh hear dem.
White Rum inna me glass, tell Duda go fi the grass
Tell everybody we nuh with share them.
Lyrics a build inna me head, riddim heavy like lead,
Hold a medz and feel me eyes a get red.
Me say nuh bring nuh stress to I, tell a man nuh bother try,
And if them ask fi me tell them me gone a bed cause,
Me and me kush a par, blazing up under the stars.
One pull kick out me head like SLR.
Me can’t move and can’t walk, 420 on the clock,
Right yah now me haffi go full up the stock.

So don’t you try to call me babe,
You won’t get me.
Tomorrow is another day,
Baby please.

Just give me something fi me burn and a cup of white rum
And I’ll be fine
Gimme likkle bit of herbs mek me calm down me nerves
And I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine