[Verse 1]
Debra got eyes that could hypnotize a king,
Blonde hair flowing like the crown of a queen.
She rolls with the swagger, vibe so pristine,
Loyal to the core, she a ride-or-die machine.
[Chorus]
Debra, the queen with the gold in her stare,
Moves through the room, got the whole world aware.
Jamaican kings got her heart on a string,
Sexy as hell, she make the angels sing.
[Verse 2]
She loves reggae beats, bass thumpin' her chest,
Got a thing for the yardies, she ain't like the rest.
Her laugh’s like a melody, sweet as a hymn,
Debra, the goddess with the fire within.
[Bridge]
Blonde locks shining under Caribbean sun,
She ain’t just a girl, nah, she the only one.
From Montego Bay to the streets of the hood,
Debra ride or die, always understood.
[Verse 3]
They say beauty's in the eye, but her eyes got depth,
Pierce through your soul, leave you outta breath.
She vibin' with the culture, she dance, she grind,
Debra’s loyalty is one of a kind.
[Chorus]
Debra, the queen with the gold in her stare,
Moves through the room, got the whole world aware.
Jamaican kings got her heart on a string,
Sexy as hell, she make the angels sing.