作曲 : Bryan, Rami
Intro: Yep, 
Davjoa Voo bun dem out 
Fadda God say fi me fi bun down 
Saddam and 
Gomara so 
When mi done with dem, dem nah do live fi see tomorrow so 
Fadda God say fi me fi bun down 
Saddam and 
Gomara so 
Jamaicans march out, hey! 
Chorus: Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a 
Jamaica Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper 
Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper 
Dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica, that can't gwan a 
Jamaica Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a 
Jamaica Man a worship 
Allah, like dem forget di 
Creator How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker 
Dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica, that can't gwan a 
Jamaica Verse 1: (Wah you say) 
No fuck with no 
Jamaican, dem will change up like di weather 
You and Saddam a plot together, then we shot off one a yuh feather 
Cut your throat if we find out you and 
Bin Laden a bredda 
Black you out like di light wey go way inna 
New York wah day ya 
Wuk and send down di money, we don't intend fi stay ya 
One a wayer we wha fi drive some big car just like di 
Mayor Gal a sayer, 
Ele dey ya this a fi dem holidayer 
Man a player without no delay ya couldn't be no gay ya 
Ask Faya, di anaconda mek she a say she prayer 
Then she laye when me pop it out cau man a nuh pussy slayer 
No betraya, nah switch from di gal dem all when we old and graya 
Pussy haffi kill me, a dat me say ya 
Chorus: Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a 
Jamaica Nah support no chi chi and we nah support no raper 
Nah support no bwoy, wah bruk we foot and tek we paper 
Dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica, dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a 
Jamaica Man a worship 
Allah, like dem forget di 
Creator How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet di undertaker 
Dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica, dat can't gwan a 
Jamaica Verse 2: (Wah we say) 
Player hater fi gwey 
Anyway you see we deh, di bereter haffi did dey...
Wah you say? (Wah we say) 
Member say we head gone, drop and lick it when we born 
We nuh fuck fi turn it on...
Wah you say? (Wah we say) 
Big up every yardman inna 
Rockers Island 
TG and Drewsland...
Wah you say? (Wah we say?) 
Big up every dance crew, we nuh care you a who 
Tek di videolight, cause your clothes new (oonu dance) 
Jamaican island way we love, di land of food and water 
Nah go run way from down ya cause nothing we nuh shorter 
We have we own a cement company and coffee maker 
If you hungry, go down a 
Treesland go visit up di baker 
Big up di rasta man dem up inna di hills wah w beat di shaker 
Way a reap di high grade dem by di pound and by di acre 
Salute to all di farmer, wah a plant up di potato 
Love me island me nah go be no forsaker, hey 
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Repeat Verse 1 
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