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[Intro]
You know my pockets loaded
You know my pockets swollen
All of my diamonds frozen
You know my pockets loaded
You know my pockets swollen
All of my diamonds frozen
You know my pockets loaded
You know my (8-8-8-8….)

[Pre-Chorus]
My diamonds, they frozen
Ooh, pockets loaded (yeah)
Diamond chain, they glowin’
Ooh, and they showin’ (whoa)
Money, I’mma throw it
Ooh, watch me blow it (blow)
Cop shit when I’m bored, ooh
That you can’t afford (Yeah)

[Hook]
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (whoa)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (yeah)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (whoa)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Chain white, like it’s snowing
Drive my car, like it’s stolen
Wipe my nose, I’ma blow it
Watch cost 81 thousand like Terrell Owens
Counting up all these checks
I’mma flex, on my ex
Smoking gas, lost my brick
‘Long as I’m loaded, I’ma flex
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
You live with your mother, aye, so I call you junior
Balmain pockets, loaded, loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded

[Pre-Chorus]
My diamonds, they frozen
Ooh, pockets loaded (yeah)
Diamond chain, they glowin’
Ooh, and they showin’ (whoa)
Money, I’mma throw it
Ooh, watch me blow it (blow)
Cop shit when I’m bored, ooh
That you can’t afford (Yeah)

[Hook]
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (woah)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (yeah)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (woah)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (loaded)

[Verse 2]
Not a Lamb’, Range my Rover
I don’t gotta drive, pull up with a chauffeur
Bitch I get so fly, when I shop at Dover
They all in disguise, just know that I’m loaded
Pocket got the guys, just know that I’m loaded
Pocket got the guys, just know that I’m loaded
Loader, Loader, Loader (woah)
Went to the bank today, they said “You’re, Loaded”
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
Saw you, flexin, but you don’t, own it
I just went platinum
Count my, bonus

[Pre-Chorus]
My diamonds, they frozen
Ooh, pockets loaded (aye)
Diamond chain, they glowin’ (what)
Ooh, and they showin’ (huh)
Money, Imma throw it
Ooh, watch me blow it (blow)
Cop shit when I’m bored, ooh (yeah)
That you can’t afford

[Hook]
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded (whoa), loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (yeah)
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded (aye)

Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded
Loaded, loaded, loaded, loaded

[Intro]
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam

[Verse 1]
Tonight, become alive
Travelling at the speed of light
Fightin till the day we die
One life so baby live it right
Go out ’cause we’re young and free
You know we run the city streets
Trace our names in the sky
Dreams close now feel so far

[Pre-Chorus]
Tired, tired of sitting on the sunlight
So afraid and paralyzed
I wanna win, win the prize
No more hiding behind all these lies

[Chorus]
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam

[Post-Chorus]
Bi-di-bom-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Bi-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Bi-di-bom-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion

[Verse 2]
We got nothing to lose
We got so much to prove
Just like rockets in the sky
Can’t bring us down cause we so high
Hustling till the sun come out
Can you feel the roar of the crowd?
Ten feet to the finish line
Don’t stop cos baby its our time

[Pre-Chorus]
Tired, tired of sitting on the sunlight
So afraid and paralyzed
I wanna win, win the prize
No more hiding behind all these lies

[Chorus]
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion
Ram-pa-pa-pam-pam, ram-pa-pa-pam-pam

[Post-Chorus]
Bi-di-bom-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Bi-di-bi-di-bi-di-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Bi-di-bom-bi-di-bom-bi-di-bay
Walk like a champion, talk like a champion


Jah Cure and his ex-wife Kamila McDonald have reunited at the recently held Jamrock Reggae Cruise.

The two were spotted hanging out together while sharing a few laughs. The reggae superstar posted a video of himself and the fitness model on Instagram live. “I know y’all miss us,” the singer said while McDonald laugh. “Ya’ll miss us, i know….. a suh life guh, just hope and pray.”

Jah Cure and Kamila McDonald got married in 2011 and welcome their first child together in 2012. The pair started having marital problems in 2015 and later that same year they were separated and Kamila filed for divorce. It’s unclear if they were ever officially divorced or if they are back together now or just friends.

During an interview with Winford Williams OnStage in 2015, Jah Cure proclaimed his love for his wife but says he doesn’t want to talk about the details of their split. “It’s simple, I love my wife and I am sure that she loves me and whatever happened between me and my wife its between us,” Jah Cure said. “I love her and to the world I am just begging some people to just come out of our lives and give us a break because everybody has their issues at times nobody is perfect and I leave it at that because she is a beautiful girl and we have a beautiful daughter.”

All smiles ? @therealjahcure & Wifey @iamkamilamcdonald ????. . . . #Wtjrc #Wtjrc2017 #Jahcure #Reggaecruise #Welcometojamrock #Welcometojamrockreggaecruise

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Fatboy SSE stars in Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team.”

The social media personality has been in Jamaica over the past week doing a number of projects that he is working on. Seems one of the gigs he did in reggae land was a roll in Alkaline new video for his dancehall banger “Pretty Girls Team.” The Young Chang-directed cut features Fatboy and Alkaline going up against each other with their all girls football teams.

The cut starts out with the Instagram star warming up his ladies while Alka strolls into the ball park like a real boss. The Vendetta “Pretty Girl Team” eventually win the match but all the ladies on both sides win in my eyes because they are all banging. Alkaline made headlines today for a different reason, his beef with longtime rival Tommy Lee Sparta. The two deejays have been going in on each other on Instagram since last night and now some dancehall fans are calling it a publicity stunt to bring more attention to their music.

Watch Alkaline new video “Pretty Girl Team” below.


Alkaline and Tommy Lee Sparta have reignited their beef on Instagram this weekend.

Yesterday, the “Uncle Demon” deejay posted a video on the Gram taking a subliminal at the Vendetta boss. “Weh the #VIM dem deh tag the #VIC dem deh,” he wrote. In the video clip he explains what he really means by VIM. “Yeah man a VIM, very important murder, some boy a VIC, very important coward,” he said.

Alkaline got word of the video and jumped in the comments section to take a jab at Tommy Lee Sparta. “Vagina inna yuh mouth Vendetta in charge suck yuh mumma pree da bait ya [DJ Frass],” Alka wrote, while Lee responded, “like how them a own them name v.i.c.”

“Who the cap fit let them wear it @manhimselff (Alkaline) you an the battywash gang leave me page plz,” Tommy Lee continues.

Alkaline and Tommy Lee Sparta have been beefing since the start of the year but their feud has been mostly one sided with the Mobay deejay dropping a ton of diss tracks. The Vendetta boss, on the other hand, has only released around two songs taking subliminal shots at his rival.