Slumberland Songtext
von Rootz Underground

Yes, girl, in my...
Yes, girl, in my...
Yes, in my...
Well, in my...
Yeah, in my...
Yes, in my...
Yeah, yeah

Well, let me introduce myself
Your vibe I felt and
Like some ice, I melt
Just tell me your name once
And, girl, I promise you
That you won′t have to say this twice
Just give me your number
Take you into my slumber
Fire, brimstone and lightning and thunder
So, can we retire, girl, close from the fire?
And I am sure you'll get your heart′s desire


In my (Slumberland)
Yeah, in my (Slumberland)
Oh, girl, in my (Slumberland)
Yes, girl, in my slumberland
Well, in my (Slumberland)
Yeah, in my (Slumberland)
Well, in my (Slumberland)
Yeah, in my (Slumberland)

Well, girl, I'll introduce myself
I see your bubble just melt and
Different vibe I felt
You told me your name once
And, girl, I promise you
That you wouldn't have to say this twice
Now I got your number
Take you into my slumber
Fire, brimstone and lightning and thunder
So, can we retire, girl, close from the fire?
And I am sure you′ll get your heart′s desire


In my (Slumberland)
Yeah, in my (Slumberland)
Well, in my (Slumberland)
Yeah, in my (Slumberland)
Well, in my (Slumberland)
Yes, girl, in my slumberland
Well, in my...
Yes, in my...
Well, in my...
Yes, in my...

Well!
One hundred gyal a kick off mi door
Never see dem reach me so before
Me haffi wonder weh me do fi cause that
Me a wonder if a true me turn ras
Mi roots man dem follow, fi you know 'bout that
One hundred gyal a kick off mi door
Never see dem reach me so before
Me haffi wonder weh me do fi cause that
Me a wonder if a true me turn ras
Mi roots man dem follow, fi you know ′bout that

Well, me used to walk in a posse, me used to walk in a crew
With mi roots man pants and mi roots man shoe
Shout out to the girls dem, I love you!
Never get no response, never get none fi true, well!
Once I see dem 'round quarter past two
Fuck a pretty girl with a crisp piece of lime
Juggle up mi step and a bring her same time
Check how low me step as me praise the Most High, well!
Joy and sorrow never for yah, star
Always stick together, always a war yah, star
Nah go know yourself until your back against the wall
And your baby mother find out you a pum pum, Lord, Lord!

One hundred gyal a kick off mi door
Never see dem reach me so before
Me haffi wonder weh me do fi cause that
Me a wonder if a true me turn ras

Girls dem love roots, and we know ′bout that
Girls dem love roots, and we know 'bout that
Girls dem love roots, and we know ′bout that
Girls dem love roots, and we know 'bout that
Girls dem love roots, and we know 'bout that

Yeah, boys, now
Yeah!
Now you done know we a travel all over the world
A just fi be sound off, yes, yes
You done know