Lyrics Look How She Fat - Lone Ranger

Look How She Fat

When it hits you, you feel no pain
Do it, Jah
Ay
Tell them, rip it
Bung diddly diddly diddly
Do it, Jah
Ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them just a rush her fe that, bim
Look how me tracks, ay
Look how me tracks
Me have me weak spot inna me diamond socks
The man them nowadays, them hair them plait
The girls them nowadays dress up in a mini frock, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat
But this a MC round the microphone a chat
Me slim, me black, and me always a catch
Say under fe me hat a fe me natty dreadlocks, ay
Look how me tracks, ay
Look how me tracks
Me know a likkle girl by the name of Sister Mac
Say when me peel me orange, the gal want the top
Say as me start me bike, the gal jump on the back
The frock a weh she have on have a tear at the back
Say Miss Mac a must e crack, a you a crack, ay
Cah me say
Look how she fat, gwaan
Look how she fat, gwaan
Look how she fat, them dis a rush her fe that
Me take her to me yard fe make she nyam outta plate
The gal gone a a fe go nyam outta box
Me favourite color, that a yellow and black
Me sight when the ship, it anchor at the dock
Me hang a fe me clothes pon a long wooden rack
Say when me a go eat, me eat a big wok
Say when me done that me have fe sail pon me yacht, ay
Me and me gal, the one named Pat, boom
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them dis a rush her fe that
Say inna fe me hand, me have a card pack
The first card me turn over it was a black jack
You come to me house, before you enter you knock, ay
Sister Pat and Sister Mac
Them deh inna me yard but them round a the back, bim
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them dis a rush her fe that, bim
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them dis a rush her fe that, gwaan
Look how me tracks, ay
Look how me tracks
Me have me weak spot inna me diamond socks
The man them nowadays, them hair them plait
The girls them nowadays dress up in a mini frock
But this a MC round the microphone a chat
Me slim, me black, and me always a catch
Say under fe me hat a fe me natty dreadlocks, gwaan
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them dis a rush her fe that, ay
Look how me tracks, ay
Look how me tracks
Me know a likkle girl by the name of Sister Mac
Say when me peel me orange, the gal want the top
Say as me start me bike, the gal jump on the back
The frock a weh she have on have a tear at the back
Say Miss Mac a must e crack, you deh crack, ay
Say Miss Mac a must e crack a you deh crack, gwaan
Cah me say
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, ay
Look how she fat, them just a rush her fe that
Me take her to me yard fe make she nyam outta plate
The gal gone a a fe go nyam outta box
Me favourite color, that a yellow and black
Me sight when the ship, it anchor at the dock
Me hang a fe me clothes pon a long wooden rack
Say when me a go eat, me eat a big wok
Say when me done that me have fe sail pon me yacht, ay
Me and me gal, the one named Pat, Lord