Fully Gaza: Part 3
Sep 29, 2026 · 1 hr 33 min · 13 segments
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Sep 29, 2026 · 1 hr 33 min · 13 segments
Got something to say to this podcast? Send a voicemail, and you might hear yourself on the next episode! Full Vybz Kartel Mixtape
DJ StyleZHostBaby, your skin smooth, but you love it rough.
Touch your body, so soft, but tough.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Talk inna your ears, me a tell you something.
Touch your body, so soft by your belly button.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Gyal, you, gyal, you enchanting.
So pure, wanting, girl.
First thing in the morning.
Last thing before me go my bed.
Gyal, you, gyal, you enchanting.
So pure, wanting, girl.
First thing in the morning.
Last thing before- You put me heart pon a rocket to the moon.
And like a painting at the look, me couldn't move.
Something like supersonic interstellar flight.
Out of target, out of sight.
Even though you broke me heart like a CD.
A bag of woman still a bubble to me tune.
Think about you for a second or a minute- [upbeat music] You put me heart pon a rocket to the moon.
And like a painting at the look, me couldn't move.
Something like supersonic interstellar flight.
Baby, your skin smooth, but you love it rough.
Touch your body, so soft, but tough.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Talk inna your ears, me a tell you something.
Touch your body, so soft by your belly button.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Take, take, take, girl, you're pure paradise.
Gyal, you, gyal, you enchanting.
So pure, wanting, girl.
First thing in the morning.
Last thing before me go my bed.
Gyal, you, gyal, you enchanting.
So pure, wanting, girl.
First thing in the morning.
Last thing before- You put me heart pon a rocket to the moon.
And like a painting at the look, me couldn't move.
Something like supersonic interstellar flight.
Out of target, out of sight.
Even though you broke me heart like a CD.
A bag of woman still a bubble to me tune.
Think about you for a second or a minute- [upbeat music] You put me heart pon a rocket to the moon.
And like a painting at the look, me couldn't move.
Something like supersonic interstellar flight.
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