HUSTLE GRIND SHINE

Written By: JAMERICAN 

Composed & Produced By: KUNG FU BEATS 

Published By: Earlington Taylor Music ASCAP (2020)

(Intro) 

AAAAHOO… 

Yo Jamerican Productions… 

AAAAHOO… 

Along With Kung Fu Bloodclaat Beats… 

AAAAHOO… 

JAMERICAN 

AAAAHOO…

(Verse 1) 

From you see how me a braff You know say me money tall. 

Fi dem money must be toddler cause it barely a crawl. 

Me buy out di fucking bar, Cause a so di thugs par. 

Ask your girl and she tell you, Man A bloodclaat star. 

Di bikes and the bentley Polish shine and clean. 

Di scammaz wid the thugs In a di party wid the machine. 

Di ganja wid the grabba In a blunt we a steam. 

The pushaz with the plug Serve the junkies and the fiends. 

(Chorus)

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!)

(Verse 2)

From you see how me a braff You know me money take flight. 

Fe them money must be phony Cause it don’t look right. 

We hustle all day then we shine all night Step up in the party buy every bottle in site. 

Single mothers do anything to make their youths eat right, 

Single mothers turn to hookers when the day turns to night. 

Single fathers turn killers when the price on a niggaz head is right. 

That’s the fucking reality of the ghetto youths plight.

(Bridge)

You don’t see how me car pretty polish and shine, 

Just a glisten in a the sun like a brand new dime. 

You don’t see how we girls pretty sexy curvy and fine. 

Everyday me get up me thank God shes mine.

(Verse 1 Repeats)

From you see how me a braff You know say me money tall. 

Fi dem money must be toddler cause it barely a crawl. 

Me buy out di fucking bar, Cause a so di thugs par. 

Ask your girl and she tell you, Man A bloodclaat star. 

Di bikes and the bentley Polish shine and clean. 

Di scammaz wid the thugs In a di party wid the machine. 

Di ganja wid the grabba In a blunt we a steam. 

The pushaz with the plug Serve the junkies and the fiends. 

(Chorus)

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!)

(Bridge)

You don’t see how me car pretty polish and shine, 

Just a glisten in a the sun like a brand new dime. 

You don’t see how we girls pretty sexy curvy and fine. 

Everyday me get up me thank God shes mine.

(Chorus)

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!)

(Chorus)

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!)

(Chorus)

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!) 

First we hustle grind then we bloodclaat shine...(ma ma ma ma Mash it up!)

So Many Big Batty Girls.

Written Composed & Produced By: JAMERICAN

Published By: Earlington Taylor Music ASCAP (2019)

(Intro)

Girls……

Big Batty Girls…

Big Batty Girls…

Big Batty Girls…

(Verse 1)

This is an invitation,

To girls across the ocean.

I’m talking black, white, 

Indian, Hispanic and Asian.

Which one will be the one,

For Jamerican to wine upon.

To girls across the world come mek we have some fun.

East, West,

North, South.

Fat, Slim.

Girls from all about.

Whether you 

Tall or Short,

Girls walk out….

I want all my big batty girls to come out.

(Chorus)

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

(Verse 2)

East, West,

North, South.

Girls from London to the dirty south.

My girls from Clarendon mek me hear you shout.

My girls from San Fran come mek we shock out.

Iceland mek me warm you out.

Sweden the Scandinavian route.

Because the Finnish girls will wear you out.

But Brazilian girls is what it’s all about.

Fat, tall,

Skinny, slim,

Girls wine out,

Like you inna di gym,

Smooth, rough, hard lovin’,

Jamerican will keep you fit and trim.

(Chorus)

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

(Verse 3)

East, West,

North, South.

Girls from Portland to Waterhouse,

St. Ann, to di Negril round about.

Di girls from yard them know how to turn you out.

Never know so many beautiful girls exist.

Girls from Greenland come gimme a kiss.

Australian girls life is bliss.

Hawaiian girls them know how to shake them hips.

Want a good time bredren,

Just holla at the girls from May Penn.

New York girls them,

Being with them is like being in heaven.

(Chorus)

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

(Bridge)

East, West,

North, South.

Calling girls from all about.

All my rudeboiz inna the house,

If you love the girls mek me hear you shout…hey!

This is an invitation,

To girls across the ocean.

I’m talking black, white, 

Indian, Hispanic and Asian.

This is your theme song,

To dance all night long.

Girls all over the world you are number one.

Dance floor, 

Wild Out,

Girls hand inna the air,

Mek me hear you shout.

My LA girls me naw go leave you out,

But the African girls is what its all about.

(Chorus)

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

So many big batty girls inna the club tonight.

And them making them fat ass clap, All fucking night!

STEP IN A THE CLUB (WILD NIGHT)

Written Composed & Produced By: JAMERICAN

Published By: Earlington Taylor Music ASCAP (2019)

(Intro)

My right pocket full a money,

The left full A rubbers….

It’s about to be a WILD NIGHT MOTHAFUCKAZ!

Make way mek me …

STEP IN A THE, HA! (If you don’t know who it be)

STEP IN A THE, HA!

STEP IN A THE, HA! (I’m Jamerican/Jamerican Is Who I Be)

Please move mek me…

STEP IN A THE, HU!

STEP IN A THE, HO! (I’m Jamerican/Jamerican Is Who I Be)

STEP IN A THE, HA!

(Chorus)

When me STEP IN A THE CLUB

Me come to fuckin mek a splash!

Clean cut/clothes press..

Always lookin posh!

When me STEP IN A THE DANCE

Me come fi mek a fuckin scene!

Lookin fine/all the time

JAMERICAN is top notch!

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind/rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!

(Verse)

Them only hang around when you dey pon top.

When the money a run and the bottles them a pop.

Song number one on the Billboard Charts.

Everybody sweating you/telling you/you hot.

But make it ever happen say you lose any A that.

You see the fake fucks them disappear off the map.

Phone stop ring/It use to blow up nonstop.

Girls that you have pon IG/You them block.

Niggaz!…

Use to have it all/All of a sudden it’s a wrap.

Niggaz!…

Cars and house on the repo block.

Niggaz!…

Shows did sell out/All of a sudden them flop.

Niggaz!...

Use to mek it rain/now for cash these Niggaz Strapped!

(Chorus)

When me STEP IN A THE CLUB

Me come to fuckin mek a splash!

Clean cut/clothes press..

Always lookin posh!

When me STEP IN A THE DANCE

Me come fi mek a fuckin scene!

Lookin fine/all the time

JAMERICAN is top notch!

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind/rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind/rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!

(Bridge)

All my shottaz sing…

BOP! BOP!

Sound the rudeboi alarm!

Bop! Bop!

Lick a shot for the dime pieces

Pon me arm!

BOP! BOP!

Sound the rudeboi alarm!

Bop! Bop!

Lick a shot for the dime pieces

Pon me arm!

My right pocket full a money

The left full A rubbers….

It’s about to be a WILD NIGHT MOTHAFUCKAZ!

My right pocket full a money

The left full A rubbers….

It’s about to be a WILD NIGHT MOTHAFUCKAZ!

My right pocket full a money

The left full A rubbers….

It’s about to be a WILD NIGHT MOTHAFUCKAZ!

My right pocket full a money/money

The left full A rubbers….

It’s about to be a WILD NIGHT MOTHAFUCKAZ!

(Chorus)

When me STEP IN A THE CLUB

Me come to fuckin mek a splash!

Clean cut/clothes press..

Always lookin posh!

When me STEP IN A THE DANCE

Me come fi mek a fuckin scene!

Lookin fine/all the time

JAMERICAN is top notch!

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind/rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

DJ drop the track in a the club

The people bawl out rewind/rewind.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Pull it up one time.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

JAMERICAN dey ya now

To take over the main line.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

Number one spot is mine.

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!

Look how long JAMERICAN been waiting

Now it’s finally my time.

BUYAKA! BUYAKA!

It’s about BLOODCLAAT time!