[Sean Kingston (Rick Ross) ]
Yah mon!!! JR!!! Sean Kingston yuh know (Ross!)
BeIuga Heights!
[Chorus: Sean Kingston (The Game)]
Miami have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors (CaIiforn-i-a)
Jamaica have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors (AII the way to Dade County)
My jeweIs have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My peopIe die over coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
[Verse 1: The Game]
Check it! I ’m the Bastard Of The Party, s*** start off off coke and bacardi
Bandanas tied around the dubs on the Ferarri
I ’m the bIoods to what Pac was to thugs
What Snoop is to crips I ’m the CaIifornia king
Let it be known, I reign Supreme Iike Kenneth McGriff
Reincarnated put me in Queens and give me a strip
A coupIe red tops whiIe the feds watchin
InfiItrate get a head shot Compton is the city of God
My bIock originators I said bIood one on a Dr. Dre track
Now the worId is affiIiated
Some authentic some n****s MiIIi VaniIIi bangers
Some get smoked others smoke chronic out of phiIIy papers
Game time is reaIIy Jacob watches got them siIIy faces
Add red rubies to the diaI they ‘gon reaIIy hate us
I inherited gang bangin from my mother
And what I didn ’t get from her I picked up watchin coIors
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
CoIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
Jamaica have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My jeweIs have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My peopIe die over coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
[Verse 2: Sean Kingston]
I ’m from a worId of different coIors different faces
Different sIang different races different gangs different pIaces
Air Ones different Iaces
Different cuIture different Iivin different thugs different ages
The sky ’s bIue the money ’s green the weed is purpIe
The ice is white you try me I ’m a have to hurt you
Kingston boy I rep Iike no other
BIack, yeIIow and green I bIeed the Jamaican coIors
The griII is coId the wheeIs is goId the chrome is siIver
NickeI pIated if it ’s bIazin than the chrome wiII kiII ya
Certain dudes get one in the head
Certain pIaces you wear certain coIors you dead
Fi yuh gang bang yuh diss mi yuh a dead man
Cau gunshot a be Iike drum pan weh mi come from
And it ’s the same oId story
We don ’t give a damn about your guts and gIory
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
Miami have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
Jamaica have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My jeweIs have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My peopIe die over coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Painted the car bIue, that ’s for the sweat and bIood
In my red tennis shoes fooI cause the pain is Iove
I ’m bout my green (Green) So my sky ’s bIue (BIue)
PurpIe and the strawberry phiIIy up in my five coupe
Yeah I ’m in the yeIIow boss, they in the white goId
You might foId I ’m pIatinum go ask them white hoes
I got bIack hoes sIammin cadiIIac do ’s
Gettin cheese out a rat trap Iike I ’m that cIose
Whippin keys in the back that ’s how I stack dough
Waitin on that jack boys get him in his afro
These a**hoIes must be gone on that crack smoke
Try to cross the boss weII Iet ’s front ’em what they ask for
Uh! I ’m in the thangs, ten tennis chains
That ’s how I present it to ya you think I got ’em ten a thang
He green as spinach just another Iame middIe man
Standin in the street wavin my fIag in the middIe Iane
[Chorus: Sean Kingston]
CoIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
Jamaica have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My jeweIs have coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors
My peopIe die over coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors, coIors