Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Presidential and you done know seh
We lock down di whole world
Up, up and up, up and up
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Down inna the bees where me deh every day
Couple dawgs around me, me nah go stray
Check pon mi feet, yeah, Versace deh
Pussy dem talk, yeah, me nah go hear dem
Rifle tall so we nah go spare dem
Millbeatz say we nah beg friend
Thank God for life me buss well, every party me shell, huh
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
We have Bajan link, American link
Link in Jamaica weh you can sink
Haitian badman with the tall thing
And the high grade weed weh me keep smoking
Grenadian mad man nuh no joke ting
Mek me link Mr. Killer and lift up everything
Guyana weh me gone for mi Cuban
It a shine so bright, you nuh see the diamond?
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Prince Swanny - Bread Winner Lyrics
Prince Swanny - Bread Winner Lyrics
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Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Presidential and you done know seh
We lock down di whole world
Up, up and up, up and up
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Down inna the bees where me deh every day
Couple dawgs around me, me nah go stray
Check pon mi feet, yeah, Versace deh
Pussy dem talk, yeah, me nah go hear dem
Rifle tall so we nah go spare dem
Millbeatz say we nah beg friend
Thank God for life me buss well, every party me shell, huh
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
We have Bajan link, American link
Link in Jamaica weh you can sink
Haitian badman with the tall thing
And the high grade weed weh me keep smoking
Grenadian mad man nuh no joke ting
Mek me link Mr. Killer and lift up everything
Guyana weh me gone for mi Cuban
It a shine so bright, you nuh see the diamond?
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Up, up and up, up and up
Up, up and up, up and up
Presidential and you done know seh
We lock down di whole world
Up, up and up, up and up
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Down inna the bees where me deh every day
Couple dawgs around me, me nah go stray
Check pon mi feet, yeah, Versace deh
Pussy dem talk, yeah, me nah go hear dem
Rifle tall so we nah go spare dem
Millbeatz say we nah beg friend
Thank God for life me buss well, every party me shell, huh
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
We have Bajan link, American link
Link in Jamaica weh you can sink
Haitian badman with the tall thing
And the high grade weed weh me keep smoking
Grenadian mad man nuh no joke ting
Mek me link Mr. Killer and lift up everything
Guyana weh me gone for mi Cuban
It a shine so bright, you nuh see the diamond?
Every ghetto yute mek some money, f*ck pretty bitch
Keep your eyes pon yuh dawgs 'cause some ah dem a snitch
From man a school yute me fi know this
And doh borrow man ting cah dem will 'proach quick
Keep your eyes pon the prize, blend in and disguise
Touch Cassava and me always set trend
Plus no pussy coulda ever say that me ever beg friend
Cah me roll with the one king, that's the president
Aim for the stars, but me reach to the moon
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every yute wan' latest designer, room full ah shoes
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Every pretty gyal haffi rush Swan Don when me pass through
(Ahh-ah, ahh-ah)
Hey, pussy if you doh like me, say me doh like you
Man a winner, bread winner (ahh-ah)
Writer: David Millien, Taryll Swan
Copyright: Lyrics © ELITE EMBASSY
Copyright: Lyrics © ELITE EMBASSY