Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cellular Number , by - Bounty Killer. Song from the album No Argument, in the genre РеггиRelease date: 21.04.2010
Record label: Greensleeves
Song language: English
Cellular Number |
| Nah no mercy |
| I need to make a special call, hand me the telephone |
| And when me call, me cyan get no dial tone |
| Nah no mercy |
| Me just buy mi house a love zone |
| Anyway, hey! |
| Excuse, pass mi cellular phone |
| Make me call Antoinette and Simone |
| Hey! |
| Tell dem no move a muscle |
| I’m comin' home to take a trip down inna dem love zone |
| Hey! |
| Gyal haffi bawl, and scream, and moan |
| Me start drink the ol' Tiger Bone |
| We use Brush, brush we shoes, and fling 'way Stone |
| So tell the man dem, «leave that alone!» |
| Drink up the Guinness, smoke up the chronic |
| Gyal start to bawl, me give dem the tonic |
| Gyal get the performance, and then astonished |
| And a hold me tight and a tell me she panic |
| Well! |
| Gyal want loving and dem want the romance |
| And if you no give dem, dem gonna carry vengance |
| Gyal inna mi bed deh pon a love sentence |
| You see the big bamboo yah me take block dem entrance |
| Gyal want a man, you know me deh yah instant |
| Natural as me born, no under not a substance |
| Excellent and talented, me don’t unbalanced |
| I nah drop off like the guy, Jack Palance |
| Gyal, a me got the fuel fi light up your lamp |
| And got the water fi pour inna your tank |
| When the heat start, the gyal a search fi hydrant |
| A scream and a bawl say, «the belly bottom cramp» |
| Me haffi send Toddler go call the ambulance |
| Me a the only soldier weh inna her camp, gyal |
| From it’s love, mi don’t romp |
| Well! |
| Big and fat, weigh five hundred pounds |
| Well, the Killer gonna break you down |
| Lawd |
| The gyal bring the whole of country come a town |
| A say she waan fi wear Killer’s crown |
| But! |
| Gyal a bawl «Help!» |
| just like dem a drown |
| When me start select dem sound |
| Romance is the name of mi cologne |
| And mi just buy house a love zone |
| Drink up the Guinness, smoke up the chronic |
| Gyal start to bawl, me give dem the tonic |
| Gyal get the performance, and then astonished |
| And a hold me tight and a tell me she panic |
| Well! |
| Gyal a make noise like a giant alarm |
| Gyal waan fi run 'way when mi engine turn on |
| Mi three teeth fork mi take and plough up her farm |
| Plant mi banana, and sink fi mi corn |
| Whole heap of hungry-belly pickeny deh yah a yawn |
| Non-stop work, it’s just on and on |
| Gyal inna mi house pon love sentence remand |
| Blow like hurricane, and spring water like storm |
| A find excuse a say, «One o’clock gone» |
| And, «Wha' she a go tell her mother say inna di morn'» |
| Me nah stop work because pickney shall born |
| You shouldn’t find yourself inna mi palm |
| Well! |
| Hand me my phone |
| Make me call Jacqueline and Simone |
| Hey! |
| Tell dem no move no muscle |
| Killer coming home to take a trip down inna the love zone |
| Hey! |
| Gyal haffi bawl, and scream, and moan |
| Me start drink the ol' Tiger Bone |
| I use Brush, brush my shoes, I fling 'way Stone |
| So tell the man dem, «Leave that alone!» |
| Drink up the Guinness, smoke up the chronic |
| Gyal start to bawl, me give dem the tonic |
| Gyal get the performance, and then astonished |
| And a hold me tight and a tell me she panic |
| Well! |
| Gyal want the loving and want the romance |
| And if them no… |