Danny Jamaica

Danny Jamaica is a family man
Workin' like a dog
Doing the best he can
Putting food on the table for his kids to eat
Clothes on their back and shoes on their feet
In his house he's got a box
He calls the medicine chest
Everybody goes to Danny 'cause his bud is the best
For every low life puts you through
There's a high for you
If you need a shoulder don't come runnin' to me
Just call Danny Jamaica he'll get what'cha need
No, you don't need a doctor to get on your feet
Just call Danny Jamaica he's got what you need
Down by the zebra at Greenbankard Smithdown
Standin' like a king in his corner of town
With eyes like an eagle, so light on his feet
Doesn't break a sweat
No he doesn't miss a beat
He's been runnin' these streets since he was just a young boy
He's a real OG, he's the real McCoy
And he'll melt away the pain you feel
Hush your silent sighs
For every low in life there's a perfect high
So if you need a shoulder don't come runnin' to me
Just call Danny Jamaica he'll get what you need
No, you don't need a doctor to get on your feet
Just call Danny Jamaica he's got what you need
Yes, if you need a shoulder don't come runnin' to me
Just call Danny Jamaica he'll get what you need
No you don't need a doctor to get on your feet
Just call Danny Jamaica he's got what you need



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Anthony Platts, Shawn Lee
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