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Following his running with Spice, Beenie Man is again at odds with another female dancehall artist.

Pamputtae uploaded a video on her Instagram last weekend blasting Beenie Man and the promoters of Ghetto Splash in Kingston for not allowing her to perform. “Mi forget say them show is a all man show and no female no fi be there, them no fi put no female on there cuz me a the only female in the venue and them no want me fi perform,” she rants. “Beenie Man know say a me fi perform and him a hurry fi work and him have how much song.”

The video has since went viral forcing Beenie Man to respond and give his side of the story. According to the Doc, Pamputtae is ungrateful because she did got a chance to perform but the crowd just wasn’t feeling her. “I was booked to performed at 4 o’clock and when he arrived at the venue some minutes to four, he heard that Pamputtae wanted to perform. The dancehall legend said he orchestrated for her to get some stage time, and this is how she repays him. Nevertheless, she made it clear that she will not return to the annual show for another performance.

PPL MI VEX BAD!!

A post shared by Eveana Henry (@pamputtae) on Dec 20, 2017 at 5:05am PST

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It’s “Another Day” for Jahmiel.

The Patriotz leader delivered a new single “Another Day” produced by Nuff A Dat Records. “We do this for we families yeah / Brights like like me draw the trees / Chisel them naan give in / We word hard for all we dreams,” the singjay spits. It’s been a hugely successful year for Jahmiel who scored a string of hits in 2017 including a song with his fellow MVP singjay Mavado.

There are also rumors that he has a song coming out with both Vado and Alkaline but we’ve yet to see it yet. Jahmiel is one to look out for in 2018. Listen to his new single “Another Day” below.

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[Intro]
Yeah
Ohh, no, no, no
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Girl you look so good
Good enough to eat, yeah
From your hair down to your feet, yeah
How you wake up lookin like a dream, yeah
Make me wanna give your ass a ring girl, yeah
You know what you doing in the see through, yeah
Look’n like an item on the menu, yeah
On that top and bottom like a swim suit, yeah
What you trying to get into baby
Cuz

[Pre-Chorus]
You know im a fool girl
You know I dont play
Swear you got the juice
And im hella thirsty
You keep look’n at me like that
And you gone make me turn this bed into a

[Chorus]
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

[Verse 2 : Trey Songs]
Girl you look so good, good enough to eat yeah
Bring that body over here to me yeah
From your face down to your feet yeah
I’ma taste all you can feed yeah
I’ma break all of the rules yeah
I’ma jump out of ya boo yeah
Baby come, come, come through yeah
I’ma go dumb go stupid
Tell me what the move is
Girl I know it’s oozing from the way you shake squirm
When you moving, got a point to prove, let me prove it
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
You keep looking at me that way

[Chorus]
And you gon make me turn this bed into
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

[Verse 2 : Ty Dolla Sign]
Girl I hit it in the kitchen,break some dishes
You told me that I can’t have no other bitches
Say that it’s mine now, that you’re mine now
Ooh let me find out
You gon save it for me, lil baby
You only [?] lil baby
And you over the counter on your tippy toes
[?] hit it on the table with my grillz on
Come inside the cooch
Suicide the roof
Spend time
Buy a diamond
You said I’m the truth
You take a long time dont hate and the man getting [?]
You tell me don’t hate
You said let me be great, let me be great

[Chorus]
You know I’m a fool girl you know I don’t play
Swear you got the juice and I’m hella thirsty
You keep looking at me that way
And you gon make me turn this bed into
Kitchen table
Lay it down like spread on a
Kitchen table, Kitchen table
Just wrap me up in your thighs
Damn your body look’n so right on that
Kitchen table, Kitchen table

[Hook]
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
California living in the hills so the view changed
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
That’s a violation to the dope game
You fuck a bitch
She forget your name
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang
Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
Real niggas act like they been on
[?] these niggas been on fish food
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
Grew up in the gutter
I ain’t never made bitch moves
Self-made and it’s official
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move

[Verse 1]
Now you mad, cuz your hoe choosing
You will lose her
Maybe cuz you been snoozing
Taking way too many Xans and the percs
I been hard at work, steady improving
Counting money on the gram, thinking you the man
Now you understand why your girl ain’t trying to do you man
I don’t know you so I won’t call you fake
But your girl in my face
Tell me that I’m realler than you
I’m thinking it might be the truth
She fucking me like she got something to prove
She sucking me like she got nothing to lose
She came up to me, took her nothing to choose
Thinking it might be the truth
You mugging me like you got something to prove
Don’t fuck with me cuz I got nothing to loose
You run up at me Imma aim it and shoot, ya

[Hook]
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang
Gucci Gang whipping out the new Range
California living in the hills so the view changed
Never fuck a girl who do cocaine
That’s a violation to the dope game
You fuck a bitch
She forget your name
I fuck a bitch, she don’t be the same
Niggas want to know if I rep a gang
Tell em fuck that, I’m from the NO
Real niggas act like they been on
[?] these niggas been on fish food
I ain’t no ordinary rich dude
Grew up in the gutter
I ain’t never made bitch moves
Self-made and it’s official
If she around me, better watch the way your bitch move

Better watch the way your bitch move
(Better watch the way your bitch move)

[Intro: Jim Jones]
(Heatmakerz, crack music)
Crack music
Dipset
It’s more than just music
You know the rest
Jones, nigga

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Try to blackball me, so I ask ’em where the hoop at (ballin’)
Then in SOHO in LA, askin’ the valet where the coupe at
(what up with that?)
80 for the jet that meet with Jay and then I flew back (facts)
The Ace of Spade they put up on my tab, a extra two stacks
Signing my deal, they asked if I would sign for a mil’ (for what?)
I ask them why would I do that when I already signed for a mil (you hear me?)
I’m a contract killer, bitch, had to sign up to kill (B-b-boom!)
Put you on the boom list, the homies’ll line you for real (FACTS!)
But I’m tryna just chill, ’cause my mind is too ill (Oh)
Don’t provoke ’em too much, ’cause we commit crimes for the thrill (Grrr)
I’m a fuckin’ bandit, you under-fuckin’-stand it? (you hear me)
I run with G’s nigga, fuck who the fuck you ran with (Fuck ’em)
New York City, home of the pretty women (Harlem what’s up?)
Where you gotta get the dough before you get the women (get your money up)
Middle of the winter, I’m buyin’ shit to swim in (facts nigga)
Nigga, you just buyin’ them cars that my niggas been in

[Chorus: Jim Jones]
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)

[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
I got acres in the boonies, I remember it was gloomy
And I only had five on it, somethin’ like the Luniz
Now the Maybach is roomy, spent a 100K in Bloomies
But I got my own clothes, 3 million I made in Zumiez, baby!
Legend, I maneuver cars
Who want smoke? I have it lookin’ like a hookah bar
Superstar, car ceilin’ lookin’ like Mars, Venus, Jupiter
Pull strings like Garth Brooks on a new guitar
We the shit, we the shit, some foul manure
Long live the Set, glory glory hallelujah
Welcome back to the hallway loiterers
I made mills off the white girl, I exploited her
No disrespectin’ the ladies, word from my team (why)
That’s the reason Dame smacked Harvey Weinstein (pervert)
On the set of Paid In Full, y’all gave him hell about it
Some foul shit happened once, Capo, tell ’em about it

[Chorus: Jim Jones]
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)
So there was once upon a time when them niggas tried to kill us
Started gettin’ money, so them bitches start to feel us (hey baby)
DA told the judge they a bunch of drug dealers (fuck ’em)
Throwin’ up gang signs like they on them four wheelers (Eastside)