These Streets
Tanya Stephens Lyrics


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You know
I can still remember when it was just me and you
Suddenly it turn you and your crew
Forget everything bout your boo

I wish you woulda treat me like ya glock
I woulda love it if you keep me pon cock
I wish you woulda treat me like ya yacht
Keep me wet while the waves them a rock

Why can't you stay pon me like the corner
And keep your lips pon me like your marijuana

I woulda love it if you treat me like a club
Stay up inna me whole night just a bump'n grind'n rub

Bridge: You don't understand what your woman needs from her man
While you deh pon di streets all the time
Just bear this in mind
Whoa-oa

Chorus: These streets don't love you like I do
You need fi know that
You wanna keep your woman loving you
And you need fi show that
The love we have it take so much effort fi build
You about fi blow that
But just like a played out jersey
You about fi get throw back!

I wish you woulda treat me like a ounce
Me know ya nah leggo that when yuh bounce

You shouldda deh home knock boots like ya timbs
Need fi act older than the size of ya rims

I wish you woulda stay pon me like ya phone man
And never leave the house wit out me like ya crome man

Boy I wish you woulda treat me like ya whips
Your girl's a perfect ten but your benz them only a 5 and a 6

Bridge: You don't understand what your woman needs from her man
While you deh pon di streets all the time
Just bear this in mind

Chorus: These streets don't love you like I do
You need fi know that
You wanna keep your woman loving you
And you need fi show that
The love we have well it take so much effort fi build
You about fi blow that
But just like a played out jersey
You about fi get throw back!

Now the Feds have them case
And they gavel up pound
Me a look fi a familiar face, me nah see none around

When ya call me collect and give me errands fi do
Mi nah see nah hot gal, me nah see none of your crew

Government seize everything, the Gs everything

and another baller dun take over di spot
A run, trees everything the keys everything
And 10 thousand money's is all you got

Sayin, now you understand
What I was tryin to say to my man
Why you dey an dere pon the grind, you shoulda bear this in mind

Say di streets dem nah give a damn, bundiddlydung
A just a place where ya peddle pon (need fi know that)

You fall in love with the corner, you can't say me never warn ya (and ya need fi show that)

These streets don't love you like I do

yuh know these streets don't love you,
And oh these streets can't hug you





These streets don't love you like I do...

Overall Meaning

In the song "These Streets," Tanya Stephens expresses feelings of frustration towards her partner for choosing the streets and his crew over her. She reminisces about when it was just the two of them, and how he changed after he started hanging out with his crew. She wishes he would treat her like his prized possessions, like his gun or yacht, and keep her close. She begs him to stay with her instead of chasing the street life and warns him that the streets don't have his best interests at heart.


The lyrics also touch on the materialism and glamorization of street culture and the consequences of that lifestyle. Stephens subtly points out the disparity between the money the streets generate and the limited resources that are left for those who live for it. She also asserts that, despite the glamour and temptation, the streets offer no real love, comfort or security.


Line by Line Meaning

You know
I need to tell you something


I can still remember when it was just me and you
I remember when it was just the two of us


Suddenly it turn you and your crew
But then you changed and started hanging out with your friends


Forget everything bout your boo
And you forgot about your girlfriend


I wish you woulda treat me like ya glock
I wish you would treat me with the same affection as your gun


I woulda love it if you keep me pon cock
I would love it if you would keep me close like your gun


I wish you woulda treat me like ya yacht
I wish you would treat me with the same care as your boat


Keep me wet while the waves them a rock
Keep me satisfied while enjoying the waves


Why can't you stay pon me like the corner
Why can't you be with me like you're with the corner?


And keep your lips pon me like your marijuana
And keep your lips on me like you do with your marijuana


I woulda love it if you treat me like a club
I would love it if you treated me like a club


Stay up inna me whole night just a bump'n grind'n rub
Stay with me all night just dancing and touching


You don't understand what your woman needs from her man
You don't know what a woman needs from her partner


While you deh pon di streets all the time
While you spend all your time on the streets


Just bear this in mind
Just remember this


These streets don't love you like I do
The streets don't love you as I do


You need fi know that
You need to understand that


You wanna keep your woman loving you
You want your woman to keep loving you


And you need fi show that
And you need to show it


The love we have it take so much effort fi build
It takes a lot of effort to build the love we have


You about fi blow that
You're about to destroy that love


But just like a played out jersey
But just like an old jersey


You about fi get throw back!
You're about to get thrown away!


I wish you woulda treat me like a ounce
I wish you would treat me with the same care as an ounce of something valuable


Me know ya nah leggo that when yuh bounce
I know you wouldn't let go of that when you move


You shouldda deh home knock boots like ya timbs
You should be at home, spending time with me


Need fi act older than the size of ya rims
You need to act more mature than your fancy rims


I wish you woulda stay pon me like ya phone man
I wish you would be with me all the time like your phone


And never leave the house wit out me like ya crome man
And never leave the house without me like you leave your chrome


Boy I wish you woulda treat me like ya whips
You should treat me with the same attention as your cars


Your girl's a perfect ten but your benz them only a 5 and a 6
Your girlfriend is a perfect ten, but your cars are nothing compared to her


Now the Feds have them case
The police have arrested your friends


And they gavel up pound
And they've confiscated a lot of drugs


Me a look fi a familiar face, me nah see none around
I'm looking for someone I know, but I can't see anyone


When ya call me collect and give me errands fi do
When you call me and ask me to do things


Mi nah see nah hot gal, me nah see none of your crew
I don't see any attractive girls, I don't see any of your friends


Government seize everything, the Gs everything
The government has seized all your money and belongings


and another baller dun take over di spot
And someone else has taken over your position


A run, trees everything the keys everything
They're running everything, including selling drugs


And 10 thousand money's is all you got
And you only have 10 thousand dollars left


Now you understand
Now you finally get it


What I was tryin to say to my man
What I was trying to tell you all along


Why you dey an dere pon the grind, you shoulda bear this in mind
Why are you spending so much time on the streets when you should have remembered what's important


Say di streets dem nah give a damn, bundiddlydung
The streets don't care, they don't give a damn


A just a place where ya peddle pon (need fi know that)
It's just a place where people sell products


You fall in love with the corner, you can't say me never warn ya (and ya need fi show that)
You love the streets, but I warned you about it, and you need to show me that you understand


These streets don't love you like I do
The streets don't love you as I do


yuh know these streets don't love you,
You know the streets don't love you


And oh these streets can't hug you
And the streets can't comfort you like I can


These streets don't love you like I do...
The streets don't love you as much as I do




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: Emil Johannes Gotthard, Vivienne Stephenson, 0 Gotthard

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@MrmichaelOwenyorke-ub1rz

Am gonna take it way back back to back on them streets for real ( old school reggae )
Someone i definitely love as a master and an artist she is highest certified master and artist of the music industry
beautiful loving
Ms Tanya stephens 👑🇯🇲🎤
❤ these streets❤
❤it a masterpiece ❤
Sending it out with real meaning to the rude boyz on these streets for real
Globally and universal with love 🌎
From 🐕🎧🎚❤❤❤
Have me thinking about the good old times they are golden times best of the best love and respect peace and love 🌎🌎🌎



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@OneandonlyRyanWhyte

Who's here in 2024😊

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Still here ❤

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Herre❤

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@TheRealBizWiz

That means you’re late son.

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@shaybrown5927

I dont think Tanya gets the recognition that she deserve as a reggae artist..... very talented and creative.

@carmenrhoden8739

My son artist

@tyresejackson4999

That's the same thing I was saying 💯

@partofthegame2691

Man AS A White Boy In UK She REACH Me With The Talent And I Hear It So Shows How Far She Can REACH PPL

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