Big Ting

Lyrics

[Intro] Bwoy, mi brethren do a wicked ting to me yah Glamma, you want a big gyal? Man set me up with the big gyal I got something for you Cho... Oh no (Oh no) Oh no (Oh no) Well, this is Glamma Kid And you see right now Ready fi deal with the big, big Big, big, big, big, big You know what?... [Chorus] I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing (What a nightmare) I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing [Verse 1] Look out of mi base pon a big blind date Rolex pon wrist, so mi time a create Gyal a wait Who me bump into, anuh glamorous Grace Me tell her say me no have time fi waste Oops there Me dilly dolly Shelly, me no inna rat race Mi fiddle and mi chisel deh inna mi briefcase A Puff like Daddy, spray like Mase It's the super duper Glamma inna your face [Chorus] I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ - And me nah give up enuh I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing [Verse 2] Me sing say Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires Pon the one to one, me must link Sherron She go definite road to a ram glam john She have fat ice links and girl inna minks Cho, all of these girls wanna buy us drinks [Chorus] But I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing (What a nightmare) I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing (Me nah give up enuh) [Verse 3] She lef' the yard about quarter past 6 Look inna mi kitchen inna the basket And she grab out the longest ratchet And she push it inna jacket pocket Dem gyal deh flex like dem mentally sick Me fi take a trip or fi make a visit Dem say she quick fi pop Rolex off of wrist And fi jump inna automatic [Chorus] But I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing (Me nah give up enuh) I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing [Verse 1] Step out of mi base pon a big blind date Rolex pon wrist, so mi time a create Gyal a wait Who me bump into, anuh glamorous Grace Me tell her say me no have time fi waste Oops there Me dilly dolly Shelly, me no inna rat race Mi fiddle and mi chisel deh inna mi briefcase A Puff like Daddy, spray like Mase It's the super duper Glamma inna your face [Chorus] I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing (What a nightmare) I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting But me haffi drink ginseng The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing [Outro] Me sing say Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires Dem gyal deh a hot steppas...