Popcaan New Music Single “V.S.O.P ” Jam 2 Production 2014

Jam 2 Production released few days ago a new single from Andre’ Sutherland aka Popcaan.

The new single, titled – “V.S.O.P,” will be also included in his upcoming debut album than changed titled from only Andre’ Sutherland and will be titled instead “Where We Come From”. The album is due on June 10.

 In the new single Jamaican dancehall reggae artist Popcaan give thanx for life and his blessings, his music, his liquor and gives some insight in his lifestyle.

Listen to Popcaan new single VSOP posted below with the full lyrics just in case you want to sing along another sensational Popcaan new tune for this Summer 2014 while waiting for his album to drop.

Already available in all major music platforms, get Popcaan’s new song V.S.O.P clicking on the Apple Music banner on this page.

POPCAAN  “V.S.O.P” LYRICS

Weed in my brain
Holding a medz

Weed in my brain
Holding a medz

(Verse 1)
Feel good, and everything nice
Mi haffi give thanks just because mi have life
Mi granny seh mi fi go baptized
Caw reggae music it a mi choice

God know, big up every youth weh deh a stop light
Gwan hold it out all when some bwoy a move hype
Gwan hold it out till yo blessing come
Mi a beg yo no bow out fi no Nike

(Chorus)
We sipping on V.S.O.P…V.S.O.P
Whipping that Hennessy
V.S.O.P….V.S.O.P
Still a hustle fi mi family
V.S.O.P….V.S.O.P

Sipping that Hennessy
V.S.O.P….V.S.O.P
Jah protect my enemies

(Verse 2)
God, protect Poppy head
Work so hard fi get mi things
Yet still dem waan mi dead
Yea, every night before mi go a mi bed
Fi read mi psalms and block mi reverence that mi mommy said
Yea, then the enemy fled
The mi draw fi mi high grade bag a build up a big head
Big up every real youths weh a hustle fi dem bread
From St. Thomas to Nackozed
Jam2, wi know hungry
Full time pagans low wi
And all when dem a fight mi
Mi still gwan hustle the money

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Mi unstoppable
Yeh so much thing in da world yah weh mi haffi do
Mi no waan no more youth in a no coffin to
Nobody that no fi happen to
Ghetto youths be strong
When it rough in a the Gideon
Life sweeter than the one million
Jam2 fi a count off billions

(Repeat Chorus)