Three Mile Skank

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The Lone Ranger - Pop, Dancehall

Three Mile Skank

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Great sounds called the Three Mile Straight from Three Mile with I man, I would say A woah But watch a man Say natty go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil Go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil But here come a gal, come a smile [?] But me no want no crocodile, Lord Say me no want no crocodile Straight from Three Mile, I say A woah Say that me go a Nine Mile now fe go check Sanny Smile Me check Sanny Smile and she a hold upon me coil, me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile But I tell you, say fе leggo me coil, Sanny Smile Say that mе pop little oil and so we gone one mile And so me bring forth a child, Lord Say that me bring forth a child Right now this here oil can't spoil For this here oil come inna different style A woah Say that me hang her pon a line a but she don't look fine And she a gwaan like a swine, Lord Say that me hang her pon a line a but she don't look fine And she a gwaan like a swine, woi Say that she write me a letter, me no want no alligator Cause me know you as a traitor So make I tell you, say me know you as a traitor Hush your mouth Go away Say mama look for a bubu dey But I tell you bout the sound, you got to come on down But I tell you bout the sound, you got to gather round Roots, you know Man I was a walking down Lou's lane But I met a little girl and she a named Mary Jane Say that the damn gal grab off me one gold chain And then she run straight cross Brook Lane Woi, she run straight cross Brook Lane Say that me go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil Go a Three Mile now fe go buy kerosene oil But here come a gal, come a hold upon me coil Me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile Me say fe leggo me coil, Sanny Smile A woah, [?] So if you're a man, go work your money and go dash it away A woah So you've got to live the life you love Go love the life you live, I tell you bout the sound, a really got to come on down But a really got to come on down, and you no gwaan like a clown Lord Come make I tell you, natty dread a so him a conscious man I tell you natty dread a one righteous man Natty trouble no one, Lord And I tell you natty trouble no one Inna this here time that the man have fe be righteous

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