Jada Kingdom - Don't Talk to Me
Jamaican music star Jada Kingdom delivers a bold anthem titled Don’t Talk to Me.
The track brims with attitude and confidence, as her sultry vocals channel themes of independence, resilience, and unapologetic self‑expression.
Infused with Dancehall, flashes of R&B, and the pulse of Afrobeats, the production blends sharp percussion, smooth melodies, and layered harmonies to amplify its fierce energy.
Don’t Talk to Me is more than a record — it’s a declaration of boundaries, a celebration of strength, and a sonic reminder of Jada’s fearless artistry.
Jada Kingdom - Don't Talk to Me
Don't Talk to Me Lyrics:
[Intro]
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Four, five, six, seven, eight
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Mhm mhm mhm
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Four, five, six, seven, eight
Three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Mhm mhm mhm
[Chorus]
Aye!
Don't talk to me
Your little two inch too small for me
And you have the audacity
You better hurry up and come off a me
True yuh know mi like you suh slide thru
Fi get angle
But yuh eye dem dry and yuh lie too
And so now mi hate yuh like poison
[Verse 1]
All this time
Aha, Aha
You and hype and boast like seh yuh nuh memba your size
Aha, Aha
A muss photoshop picture you send me
Wicked bwoy!
Aha, aha
Put on mi good, good drawers come link yuh hours at night
Mi aguh go in a the group chat and leak your file
Tell them seh yuh nuh have nuh use you got to move
Can't believe it, mi so confused
You promised me ten and gave me terrible two
If a did even six mi woulda alright mmhhm
Waste mi gas and come outta mi yard
Dung to mi kitty cat shame like dog
You a scam, counterfeit and fraud
Number blocked, don't call me back
Gweh!
[Chorus]
Aye!
Don't talk to me
Your little two inch too small for me
And you have the audacity
You better hurry up and come off a me
True yuh know mi like you suh slide thru
Fi get angle
But yuh eye dem dry and yuh lie too
And so now mi hate yuh like poison
[Verse 2]
Aye
Hey Small deal humble yourself
You a walk with too much confidence
The sex never count let's be friends
If yuh nuh satisfy me then me can't pretend
And yuh can't bribe me with just head
You have a door knob for a buddy, that's dead!
Me have betta luck fi go please myself
Nah waste my front pon you!
[Chorus]
Aye!
Don't talk to me
Your little two inch too small for me
And you have the audacity
You better hurry up and come off a me
True yuh know mi like you suh slide thru
Fi get angle
But yuh eye dem dry and yuh lie too
And so now mi hate yuh like poison
All this time...
Don't talk to me
Too small fi me
Don't talk to me
[Outro]
Yaaheee ...Twinkle
True yuh know mi like you suh slide thru
Fi get angle
But yuh eye dem dry and yuh lie too
And so now mi hate yuh like poison
