Liberian Women Don’t Cheat (classic)

My people, my people, come hear me well,
About the fine geh dem, we love all too well.
Liberian women? they pure just like gold,
Strong and devoted, their love cannot fold.

They cook you your food, they holding you down,
No foolish baynay, no playing ‘round.

For rich or for poor, with Liberian pride.
They’ll pray for you, they’ll stand by your side,

But my brother oo, don’t play the fool,
You thinking you slick? Just keep it cool.
Because if you step out small, then you breaking her trust,
Think she go cry? She just might adjust.

She won’t say a word, she won’t make a scene,
She’ll just fix her crown and move like a queen.
No shouting, no drama, no cursing your name,
She’ll smile, she’ll wait… then level the game.

One time, one move, just so you see,
That pain you gave? It’s now 1-1 for she.
No feelings, no stress, no second run,
After that payback? Okay, now she is done.

So don’t test her love, don’t roll the dice,
Because Liberian women might cheat once

But they’ll never cheat…

Twice