No Bother Tax Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Lord, 'fraid of the banker tax Mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax Mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax [Chorus] No, true, she fat, fat, she fat (Lord) She want tax me [Verse 1] But as me step through the young gal gate Look pon mi watch, it was a quarter past eight She whisper in mi ears and say "Josey, you is a bait" Stab with me with a fork and she box me with a plate But I know every gal who slim, body want vitamin Dem mother said that from dem born a so dem look thin The married one want to tell me now her pack all rein Everywhere she go, she just a jump and sing [Chorus] True, she fat, she fat, she fat (Lord) She want come tax me [Verse 2] Mi said that I spy, what do you spy? A big fat thing in a she tie and dye She say "Hey, Josey Wales, you can not get me if you try" Lord our God, mi nah tell you no lie Bring me down at Ochi pon the white sun Where white woman just a hold white man Shoulda see the two of we in a slow motion It seems like they touch you with love potion [Chorus] True, you fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me [Verse 3] Because me come in a the morning, she nah deal with nothing Afternoon she say me come to soon Lick me with a pot and then she stab me with a spoon Shot me with a rifle like a Daniel Boone [Chorus] True, you fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me (Hey) [Verse 4] Mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax Man, mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax She say she working for nothing She take back a mutton It seems like I man is holy button [Chorus] True, you fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me She say fi bring her to the beach, man, we cross, never go Whole heap of love out of mi heart just a flow Fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me [Verse 5] She say fi trouble out di whole island Because she never love no one but I man She say in a her heart there is a place for me If her mother lock the door and her father keep the key We [?] at a coconut tree No, true, she love me (Well hear me, star) [Chorus] No, true, you fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me (Lord) [Verse 6] She say she have to work seven days a week Still her pay, man, is so cheap When night come she don't have no place sleep It seems her mother have her as a black sheep [Chorus] True, she fat, she fat, she fat (Lord) Don't come tax me [Verse 7] Lord our God, mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax Mi say mi 'fraid of the banker tax You coulda work in a Babylon and then you broke your back You could never get no big medal fi that [Chorus] True, you fat, you fat, you fat (Lord) Don't come tax me [Verse 8] Watch how she dress up in a Calvin Klein Watch how she dress up in a Ferlucci jean Now the heart, she just a gwan like mi queen Is a lucky thing mi drop pon the scene Man, she dress up in a Wrangler She just a gwan like a spangler Tell you say she dress up in a pure big send She and her best friend, the one Ingrid [Outro] No, true, she fat, she fat, she fat (Lord) Don't come tax me (Lord)