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Vybz Kartel premiered the long-awaited animated video “Yabba Dabba Doo” over the weekend.

The single has been in the pipeline since last month and touches on the controversial topic of skin bleaching in Jamaica. Vybz Kartel has long been the face of skin bleaching since around 2010 when he promoted the lightening of skin without apology. “Hey gal a so the bleach make yo face look old, and you a just 35 years old, we the young gal them deh, weh bleaching fit yo, make yo bumper role,” Kartel deejay over a beat produced by Purpleskunkz Entertainment.

“Check Mr. Chin down a town get me rubbings, gal a say Addi you white out and me love it, link the thugs them a Hannah Town side a public, Benz no me disguise in a Sunny, World Boss white face black buddy,” Kartel continues. The animated clip features the dancehall hitmaker as Fred Flintstone riding in his Benz while hitting up a street dance with some Flintstones character females perform acrobatic dances.

In another line Vybz Kartel deejays about the exact products he used for his skin bleaching. “Wa yo use bio cream with the omit, if yo elbow take long fi reach rub a little curry the fair and white, spend yo bloodcl*** money… Hey gal yo bleach just naan reach, yo should a reach a flour, but yo stuck a cornmeal,” Kartel spits.

Watch Vybz Kartel animated video “Yabba Dabba Doo” below.

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[Intro]
What
Glohan, you need to grow up
Fucking hell, man
Roll some weed out there, you dig?
Mike D, you can’t do this to ’em
Ha

[Hook]
Yeah, ooh, hah (Oh man God damn)
Niggas they fake, they fu
Yeah, ooh, hah
Niggas they fake, they fu
What, ooh, huh
You know what I’m saying
(Dexter, woah, oh man god damn, woah)

[Verse 1]
Niggas they fake, they fu
I might just fuck on your boo
Look at my pockets they blue
I used to trap out the school
Now I be getting that money
Lil bitch all on me, your baby, my honey
(Hold on a little bit)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, huh, get back, lil bitch
Diamonds on my wrist, that’s a fact, lil bitch
Diamonds on my neck cost racks, lil bitch
Hop in the back of the back, lil bitch
Ooh, huh, foreign car
Huh, bad bitch, she a pornstar
She wanna geek off a yellow bar
I feed her a yellow bar
What, huh, yeah, she a slut
Huh, bankroll slap her on the butt
Huh, keep me a 30 by my gut
These niggas hating for what, huh
Hold on, huh, yeah
These niggas hating for what, huh
Keep me a 30 by my gut
Run up on me, swear to God, shootin’ stuff

[Bridge]
Know what I’m saying
Right now
Huh, Dexter

[Hook 2]
Ooh, huh, run up on me, I’ma shoot though
Run up on me, I’ma shoot though
Run up on me, I’ma shoot though
Catch your lil bitch, man I swear she a cute hoe, what, yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, uh Dexter
Hmm, no, I like how this beat go, you dig?
Hah, fake hoe, huh, what, yeah, Dexter

[Verse 1]
The black and green scarecrow as everyone knows
Stood with a bird on his hat and straw everywhere
He didn’t care

[Hook]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Verse 2]
His head did no thinking
His arms didn’t move except when the wind cut up
Rough and mice ran around on the ground

[Hook]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Verse 3]
The black and green scarecrow is sadder than me
But now he’s resigned to his fate
‘Cause life’s not unkind – he doesn’t mind

[Hook]
He stood in a field where barley grows

[Intro]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

[Verse 1]
Jaw Breaker to my demise, oh yeah (oh la la la la la)
Blood sugar I feel it rise, oh (oh la la la la la)
Got that flavor, yeah, that’s something you can’t buy
What are you made of, yeah
That’s something that I like (oh la la la la la)
Maybe now and later, hour glass, sour patch
That pink starburst on my brain
Running through your candy lane, yeah

[Chorus]
Hard candy, let me drive you crazy
Very clean, how pure, I won’t leave you alone
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar

[Verse 2]
A little bit of flavor (a little bit of flavor)
That’s all I need
(That’s all I need babe, that’s all I need babe)
I will see you love’s deepness
(To the depths of your love, your love)
If you come with me
(Should come my way babe, should come my way babe)
Now and later, hour glass, sour patch
Put that pink starburst on my brain
Running through your candy lane

[Chorus]
Hard candy, let me drive you crazy
Very clean, how pure, I won’t leave you alone
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Sweet

[Bridge]
Sugar and I sweat, if it has a good flavor and a dirty mind, and a dirty mind (sweet, sweet)
Sugar and I sweat, if it has a good flavor and a dirty mind, and a dirty mind (sweet, sweet)

[Chorus]
Hard candy, let me drive you crazy
Very clean, how pure, I won’t leave you alone
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar

Hard candy, let me drive you crazy
Very clean, how pure, I won’t leave you alone
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar

Hard candy, let me drive you crazy
Very clean, how pure, I won’t leave you alone
Gift me a little bit of sugar
Gift me a little bit of sugar

[Outro]
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet

[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Uh, know I’m from the projects
In the hood know I still got on all my shit
100k on my neck
Die for my respect
Tryin’ ride on the kid, fuck around and wreck
Play you, die, you next
Uh, true number one got ’em upset
I’ve been on my young fly shit since a lil’ jet, true shit
A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with
Don’t be jumping in shit you ain’t got nothin’ to do with
Sweep yo’ block like a house sweep, y’all all sweet
Never been the type to call all beef, don’t call me
Nigga talkin’ ’bout he gon’ off me, they lost me
They tryin’ do me like Jeezy, they tryin’ cross me
I’ma give a nigga the full clip ’til it’s all E
After bloodshed ain’t no sorry, I’m sorry
We was all broke now we all kings
Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means
We all G’s

[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Shout out my niggas that stayed down
That’s why they still with me I came up
Got some money and look what they sayin’ now
But they tell you them niggas stand up, I manned up
And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom’s to public housing
Had to put her in that mansion, for the hood I got a Audi
And they tell me that I’m losin’, man you niggas fuckin’ wildin’
When they killed Lil’ Snupe, I took a L
Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed
We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell
We ain’t never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale
Busting’ bricks sellin’ bails, I ain’t never tell
Only thing a nigga takin’ from me is a shell
Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell
If you was from my hood, then you would never get a cell
Fuck nigga!

[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions