Sean Kingston: Colors (2007) (Reggae Remix)

[Sean Kingston] (Rick Ross) (*The Game)Yah mon!!! JR!!! Sean Kingston yuh know (Ross!) (*And the doctor's advocate)Beluga Heights! (*Let's go)[Chorus: Sean Kingston] (The Game)Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (Californ-i-a)Jamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colors (All the way to Dade County)My jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors[Verse 1: The Game]Check it! I'm the Bastard Of The Party, s*** start off off coke and bacardiBandanas tied around the dubs on the FerarriI'm the bloods to what Pac was to thugsWhat Snoop is to crips I'm the California kingLet it be known, I reign Supreme like Kenneth McGriffReincarnated put me in Queens and give me a stripA couple red tops while the feds watchinInfiltrate get a head shot Compton is the city of GodMy block originators I said blood one on a Dr. Dre trackNow the world is affiliatedSome authentic some n****s Milli Vanilli bangersSome get smoked others smoke chronic out of philly papersGame time is really Jacob watches got them silly facesAdd red rubies to the dial they 'gon really hate usI inherited gang bangin from my motherAnd what I didn't get from her I picked up watchin colors[Chorus: Sean Kingston]Colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsJamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors[Verse 2: Sean Kingston]I'm from a world of different colors different facesDifferent slang different races different gangs different placesAir Ones different lacesDifferent culture different livin different thugs different agesThe sky's blue the money's green the weed is purpleThe ice is white you try me I'm a have to hurt youKingston boy I rep like no otherBlack, yellow and green I bleed the Jamaican colorsThe grill is cold the wheels is gold the chrome is silverNickel plated if it's blazin than the chrome will kill yaCertain dudes get one in the headCertain places you wear certain colors you deadFi yuh gang bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead manCau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come fromAnd it's the same old storyWe don't give a damn about your guts and glory[Chorus: Sean Kingston]Miami have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsJamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors[Verse 3: Rick Ross]Painted the car blue, that's for the sweat and bloodIn my red tennis shoes fool cause the pain is loveI'm bout my green (Green) So my sky's blue (Blue)Purple and the strawberry philly up in my five coupeYeah I'm in the yellow boss, they in the white goldYou might fold I'm platinum go ask them white hoesI got black hoes slammin cadillac do'sGettin cheese out a rat trap like I'm that closeWhippin keys in the back that's how I stack doughWaitin on that jack boys get him in his afroThese a**holes must be gone on that crack smokeTry to cross the boss well let's front 'em what they ask forUh! I'm in the thangs, ten tennis chainsThat's how I present it to ya you think I got 'em ten a thangHe green as spinach just another lame middle manStandin in the street wavin my flag in the middle lane[Chorus: Sean Kingston]Colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsJamaica have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy jewels have colors, colors, colors, colors, colorsMy people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors