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Dancehall star Khago has refused to evacuate his South Florida home amidst hurricane Irma barreling down on the state.

Some 5 million people are under evacuation warning in the South Florida area with the powerful storm closing in. Millions have evacuated their homes but there are still some folks who are staying home to ride out the storm. Currently, the hurricane is fluctuating between a category 3 and 4 as it leaves the tip of Cuba barreling towards Florida. Khago, who lives in Jamaica for most of his life, says he is just not leaving.

“Mi cyah leave mi pickney dem, so let God’s will done,” Khago said. “If I drive to New York and the storm comes there, am I going to drive to Boston? Then if it comes there, am I going to drive to Maryland? We are at the starting point, so after us, it will go to other places.” The dancehall deejay says if he is leaving Florida, Jamaica is the only place that he would want to go, but no more flights are leaving out of the Sunshine state.

“I would love to drive out and go to someplace safe yes, but Jamaica mi would want to go, and no plane not flying,” the deejay added. The deejay says that he also take steps to protect his home and also helped some of his elderly neighbors get ready for the storm. Aside from riding out storms, Khago is currently working on some new music due in the coming weeks.

[Verse 1: Yung Maraschino]
Still got no hoes, so I’m pouring four o’s
Solo in a solo cup, double up, three percs fizzle at the
Bottom if you don’t know
Hit you when I throw bones from a pile of skeletons still sitting in my front lawn
Drawn to the shadow, call me Shadowkhan
Crawl to the gallows, now the shadow gone
Born with an arrow, sharp with a broken bow
Aim it at the fucking battlefront
Ladder climbing up to her window
Glass shatters, now I’m playing fucking limbo
Yeah, I got the cut on my neck, now that bitch wet
Only fucking with me when she thinks I’m depressed
Told that bitch “bet”
I’mma fucking jet, no sweat, I’ma sip lean
Swallow fucking bullets ’til my lips seep red
Ruby been dead

[Verse 2: Lil Remains}
Yung James Jones sipping on that throwed
MAC-11 grip, and my fucking pistol all chrome
I’m fucking bound to the bone, bound to the phonk
Every day a different day, still getting throwed
Middle finger to the hoes, middle finger to the world
Umbrella for the tears and the red rain coming down my eyelids
Hate this showbiz, hate all this fame shit
Vanish away like SpaceGhostPurrp did
Either that or blow a hole through my head, shit
‘Cause things ain’t what it is, everything switched
It’s like I’m watching a movie and I’ve seen the end
Pretend smiles turn to whispers when your body turns
Scarecrow ’bout to burn up in an urn

[Verse 1: George Harrison]
Well, gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It’s a rocking little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven
Gotta hear it again today

[Verse 2: George Harrison]
You know my temperature’s rising
And the jukebox blows a fuse
My heart’s beating rhythm
And my soul keeps singing the blues
Roll over Beethoven
And tell Tchaikovsky the news

[Verse 3: George Harrison]
I got a rocking pneumonia
I need a shot of rhythm and blues (Woo)
I think I caught the arthritis
Sitting down by the rhythm revue
Roll over Beethoven
Rocking in two by two

[Verse 4: George Harrison]
Well if you feel it and like it
Well get your lover and reel and rock it
Roll it over and move on up
Just a trifle further and reel and rock it
Roll it over
Roll over Beethoven
Rocking in two by two (Woo)

[Verse 5: George Harrison]
Well early in the morning
I’m a-giving you the warning
Don’t you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle
I’ll play my fiddle
Ain’t got nothing to lose
Roll over Beethoven
And tell Tchaikovsky the news

[Verse 6: George Harrison]
You know she wiggles like a glow worm
Dance like a spinning top
She’s got a crazy partner
Oughta see ’em reel and rock
Long as she got a dime
The music will never stop

[Outro: George Harrison]
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Roll over Beethoven
Dig to these rhythm and blues

[Intro: Puff Daddy]
This another one of them remixes
Come on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
Ha ha…that’s right
Come on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
That’s right
Come on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
Get down, with your bad self
Get up, with your bad self
Come on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
Get down, with your bad self
Get up, with your bad self
Come on, with your bad self
Come on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
Rock on, with your bad self
Come on, with your bad self
Get up, with your bad self
Get down, with your bad self
Come on, with your bad self

[Chorus]
I remember the way you used to love me (Remix)
I remember the days you used to love me (Come on)

[Verse 1]
You don’t appreciate the time
I put into this love affair of ours, baby
I couldn’t let you walk around
Thinking it’s alright to let me down

[Chorus]
I remember the way you used to love me
(I remember, I remember)
I remember the way you used to love me
(Oh, oh)

[Verse 2]
I gave you all my precious love
And anything you wanted from me (Come on)
You didn’t hear me calling out
For your affection after all this time
(Come on)

[Rap: Puff Daddy]
On the strength, I’mma keep the faith
I got money to waste, you could stay laced
In begets, ‘cause we gets what we want, baby girl
How you feel going on a cruise around the world?
Playas be so butt they roll in an armored truck
That’s why I let friends go
And out with the Benzo, with the bulletproof windows
I remember when you used to love me
Poppin’ bubbly, hottest thing in the club, G
VIP, sippin’ Dom, Lex on my arm
‘Cause everything I make be the bomb
Rappers, singers, players, and swingers
Pinky rings on our fingers, definitely bell ringers
(That’s right, that’s right)
Living life luxurious
And I remember the ways but you still got me curious
(Bad Boy)

[Bridge]
You didn’t hear me calling out (Didn’t hear me)
And that’s not what love’s about (No, no)
I remember you used to love me
You used to love me every day (Every day, every day)
Now your love has gone away
I remember, I remember…

I remember, I remember
I remember the way you used to love me
(Repeat until end with ad-libs)

Lyrics Brklyn – I m on something

I’m speeding and I’m buzzing and I’m skidding on the freeway
I’m like “oh no”
Down in the ditch, something don’t feel right
I’m like “oh no”
Now I see the signs, finally
So I let ’em talk to me
I m on something
Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming
I’m on nothing
Hazy gold feeling, southern form of dreamin’
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming).

Black and in the desert and the sands
I’m like “oh yeeh”
Me and my mistress just got paid
We’re like “oh yah”
Man, it’s like a hundred degrees, don’t care
When I feel the breeze.

I’m on something
Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming
I’m on nothing versuri-lyrics.info
Hazy gold feeling, southern form of dreamin’ (oh no)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming).

I’m on a sweet and sour high, I didn’t take nothin’ tonight
Sit back and watch the circuits fly
And I’m in luck, I’m in the tribe
I didn’t take nothin’ tonight
Sit back and watch the circuits fly
And I’m in luck, I’m in the tribe.

I’m on something
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
I’m on something
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
I’m on nothing
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaming)
(Cotton candy feeling, lemonade dreaming, dreaminggg).
Brklyn lyrics
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