Lyrics Yabba Dabba Doo - VYBZ Kartel

Yabba Dabba Doo

Hold on…
Hey gyal, a so the bleach make your face look old…
And you a just 35 years old?
Weh the young gyal dem deh, weh bleaching fit you?
Make your bumpa roll
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, «Who let the Flintstones out?»
Yabba Dabba Doo!
Check Mr. Chin down a Town, get mi rubbings
Gyal a say, «Addi, you white out, and me love it!»
Link the thugs dem a Hannah Town side of Public
«Benz don’t?»
Me disguised inna Sunny
Worl' Boss, white face, black buddy
«Wha' you use?»
Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White,
spend your bloodclaat money!
My youth, no matter how you drink roots…
Mouth water no breed gyal, a cocky juice!
Souls make your hood dead, no lovey-dovey
Me a fuck pretty gyal 'til the face double ugly
Andale!
Andale!
Addi up inna the belly
Addi Di Daddy inna your goal like Pele
Turn it backway, rev it out, *vroom vroom*!
Make your mother say, «Look wha' him do your pum pum!»
Anything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, «Who let the Flintstones out?»
Like, Yabba Dabba Doo!
Go a St. Ann, check a gyal down a Priory
Walk with a ratchet, hear say she waan tie me
Go pon the beach and turn it backway, hear her, «Mi hole a burn down!
«, mi say, «Irie.»
Worl' Boss, white face, black buddy
«Wha' you use?»
Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi come, tip a little curry to immediate Claire,
spend your bloodclaat money!
Hey gyal, your bleach just nah reach
You shoulda deh a flour, but you stuck a cornmeal
Which idiot buy bleach pill give you?
Pill a fi Matrix!
Babes, you a Neo?
Watch a gyal, a white skin you a pray fah?
How much you have?
Wha' thousand dollar ago pay fah?
Alright, me have the remedy fi you
Go up a the whole sale, buy a dozen sand paper
Worl' Boss, white face, black buddy
«Wha' you use?»
Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White,
spend your bloodclaat money!
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, «Who let the Flintstones out?»
Yabba Dabba Doo!
Third verse now, gyal, you’re clean like a cheddar
Don’t too walk out inna sunny weather
Tell your little friend go get herself together
Face white, body black, rasclaat!
It’s a zebra?
Bleach and salt water no go together
Don’t take no boost, don’t take no peer pressure
Me no sorry fi you if you nae did a listen
Now your skin look like salt fish pon stretcher
My girl, you might get stretch mark if you rub the gel pon your body too hard
Watch how you paste pon your legs and your arms
If you rub your batty hole and your pussy, wear draws
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, «Who let the Flintstones out?»
Yabba Dabba Doo!
Check Mr. Chin down a Town, get mi rubbings
Gyal a say, «Addi, you white out, and me love it!»
Link the thugs dem and anuh town side a public
«Benz don’t?»
Me disguised inna Sunny
Worl' Boss, white face, black buddy
«Wha' you use?»
Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White,
spend your bloodclaat money!
My youth, no matter how you drink roots…
Mouth water no breed gyal, a cocky juice!
Souls make your hood dead, no lovey-dovey
Me a fuck pretty gyal 'til the face double ugly
Andale!
Andale!
Addi up inna the belly
Addi Di Daddy inna your goal like Pele
Turn it backway, rev it out, *vroom vroom*!
Make your mother say, «Look wha' him do your pum pum!»…