Me Neat Me Sweet

Lyrics

[Intro] This one's the late Is sure to let you clap your hands And stamp your feet [Chorus] Say, do it, mister Irie, you fi do it Do it, mister Irie, you fi do it (But a) [Verse 1] Mi neat, mi sweet an' mi know how fi dweet Mi neat, mi sweet, mi know how fi dweet Cah, tell you, pure Clarks is what I wear on mi feet Jah man, good food, that's what I have to eat An' when mi belly full, mi chat like a [?] Cah, anytime I come-a, say, walkin' down the street (Hey-a!) Mi all the sexy girls all want to meet Cah, mi slim, mi trim an' mi a ride di riddim Di greatest comedian was Charlie Chaplin Mi talkin' to di queen an' mi a reason with di king You get lockjaw from scorpion sting No fish cyaan swim unless it have fin No guitar no clock unless it have string No bird cyaan fly if it have one wing No play cyaan fly without an engine [Chorus] Mi in a stylee (Cah, stylee) Say, Jah man, mi in a stylee (Stylee) It's I mister Irie (Say, Irie) An' mi nah love nobody (Body) Special request to every posse (Posse) An' to di Brooklyn posse (Cah, posse) An' di Queens posse (Cah, posse) An' also di posse (Weh-wah-see) Special request to di posse (Weh-wah-see) Just like di Bronx posse (Cah, posse) An' di New York posse (Posse) An' di Jersey posse (Cah, posse) An' di Chicago posse (Posse) Mi say, di whole of dem wah see (Wah-see, ya) [Verse 2] Jah man, mi neat, mi sweet, mi know how fi dweet Cah, tell you, pure Clarks is what I wear on mi feet Jah man, good food, that's what I have to eat An' when mi belly full, mi chat like a [?] So, on your way up, or on your way down Jah man, Jah man, Jah man, mi say, you have to gather around It's I man Welton Irie at di microphone A king without a throne is like a man without a home (Hey-a!) You think a so person get him gun (Hee?) You think a so di person get him gun Cah, David kill Goliath with a sling an' a stone Some say kill di Philistines with donkey jawbone A mash, mi come fi mash it an' go home (Hey-a!) A mash, mi come fi mash it an' go home (You know why) [Chorus] Mi neat, mi sweet, mi know how fi dweet Mi neat, mi sweet, mi know how fi dweet Cah, tell you, pure Clarks, what I wear on my feet Jah man, good food, that's what I have to eat An' when mi belly full, mi chat like a [?] [Outro] In a stylee (Stylee) Jah man, mi in a stylee (Stylee) Special request to everybody (Body) From I mister Irie (Irie) Under roots an' reality (Reality) But mi nah love nobody (Body) Special request to all di posse (Posse)