Letras:
Breeze Girls On My Mind

Jamaica my number one girl Jamaica, Jamaica Jamaica land Jamaica land we love Jamaica sunshine Nice everytime, nice everytime, ohh On the evening sunset And the warm summer breeze

: My mind's at home here in this cold November breeze. This frost, it stabs my skin, and grays the branches of these trees. My breath is a ghost as it

'm stil under, Bet I make it thunder, Hurricane season, wet drippin on my face damm who turned on the sprinkler, Shawty, I love it when you on top baby, go girl

hustle to make a roll Honey girl on her feet I wish everything to make her sweet Strike! Twice! OK so roll! From Harlem! Strike one! Harlem slum to penthouse block On

a take the time for a minute (Time for a minute) To let ya know what's goin on on the mind of a menace (Mind of a menace) See I been to known to grind

Ooo! lovely as a ray of sun That touches me when the mornin' comes Feels good to me yeah My love and me well Smoother than a gentle breeze Flowin' through my mind

's her or just my mind I'm losing Nobody knows a wildflower still grows By the side of the road And she don't need to need like the roses Wildflower That girl

my mind on my money and my money on my mind) Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice Laid back (with my mind on my money and my money on

I'm down in deep indigo And I sleep really poor, on the circumstance floor Anyway, how's stress, does it still rule your chest? Do [? ] still rape baby girls