Handle The Ride Lyrics
| Song | Handle The Ride |
| Artist | Tanya Stephens |
| Album | Ruff Rider |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dixon, Dodd, Stephenson | |
| A a A John! What kind a idiot ting dat ya give a pon mi man. Want ya back bad. Mi love off ya, ya know. Cha | |
| CHORUS: | |
| Ya could na handle the ride | |
| See it dere now | |
| Ya gone now pon de broad side | |
| Hold down your head from me ya wan hide | |
| Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide | |
| A we say | |
| VERSE 1: | |
| Tell your friend dem you wicked and brutal | |
| But now you end up in the hospital | |
| Talk bout too much gal ya kill | |
| Ya never stop till you write ya own will | |
| Now ya wan gone a dr. fu- phil | |
| Ya should a hear when mi tell ya fa chill | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 2: | |
| Me tell ya, say ya should na mess with this philly | |
| Cause anything cross mi border me kill it | |
| But ya never wan a listen to mi warning | |
| Ya could not even budge in a de morning | |
| Pon de streets him a boast how him dread | |
| But pon de work John a drop down dead | |
| CHORUS | |
| Big up all topless and Godless crew | |
| Cause de gal dem nah stop cry for you | |
| All roses and nu-fish man come down a ting in a ya hand. | |
| Man from Portmore and man from spain | |
| Ya never wait till ya gal complain | |
| CHORUS |
| zuo qu : Dixon, Dodd, Stephenson | |
| A a A John! What kind a idiot ting dat ya give a pon mi man. Want ya back bad. Mi love off ya, ya know. Cha | |
| CHORUS: | |
| Ya could na handle the ride | |
| See it dere now | |
| Ya gone now pon de broad side | |
| Hold down your head from me ya wan hide | |
| Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide | |
| A we say | |
| VERSE 1: | |
| Tell your friend dem you wicked and brutal | |
| But now you end up in the hospital | |
| Talk bout too much gal ya kill | |
| Ya never stop till you write ya own will | |
| Now ya wan gone a dr. fu phil | |
| Ya should a hear when mi tell ya fa chill | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 2: | |
| Me tell ya, say ya should na mess with this philly | |
| Cause anything cross mi border me kill it | |
| But ya never wan a listen to mi warning | |
| Ya could not even budge in a de morning | |
| Pon de streets him a boast how him dread | |
| But pon de work John a drop down dead | |
| CHORUS | |
| Big up all topless and Godless crew | |
| Cause de gal dem nah stop cry for you | |
| All roses and nufish man come down a ting in a ya hand. | |
| Man from Portmore and man from spain | |
| Ya never wait till ya gal complain | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò qǔ : Dixon, Dodd, Stephenson | |
| A a A John! What kind a idiot ting dat ya give a pon mi man. Want ya back bad. Mi love off ya, ya know. Cha | |
| CHORUS: | |
| Ya could na handle the ride | |
| See it dere now | |
| Ya gone now pon de broad side | |
| Hold down your head from me ya wan hide | |
| Hit the curb and all a slip and a slide | |
| A we say | |
| VERSE 1: | |
| Tell your friend dem you wicked and brutal | |
| But now you end up in the hospital | |
| Talk bout too much gal ya kill | |
| Ya never stop till you write ya own will | |
| Now ya wan gone a dr. fu phil | |
| Ya should a hear when mi tell ya fa chill | |
| CHORUS | |
| VERSE 2: | |
| Me tell ya, say ya should na mess with this philly | |
| Cause anything cross mi border me kill it | |
| But ya never wan a listen to mi warning | |
| Ya could not even budge in a de morning | |
| Pon de streets him a boast how him dread | |
| But pon de work John a drop down dead | |
| CHORUS | |
| Big up all topless and Godless crew | |
| Cause de gal dem nah stop cry for you | |
| All roses and nufish man come down a ting in a ya hand. | |
| Man from Portmore and man from spain | |
| Ya never wait till ya gal complain | |
| CHORUS |
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