Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Oh Mr. DC , by - Sugar Minott. Release date: 10.04.2014
Song language: English
Oh Mr. DC |
| Coming from the country / with my bag of collie |
| I buck up on a D.C. / Him waan fi hold me |
| «Don't you run now, youth man, you won’t get away» |
| «If you slip you will die, and if you run you can’t hide» |
| «For I’ve got my dic, stuck right in my hip now» |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you take my Ishen |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you touch my collie |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| The children dying fi hunger |
| And I man a suffer |
| So you’ve got to see |
| It’s this collie that feeds me |
| Fifty cents a stick |
| And a dollar a quater |
| That is what keeps me alive |
| Me and my two kids and wife |
| So give me a chance, sir |
| And make me gwan likkle faster |
| Just let me pass through |
| And Jah will bless you |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you take my I-science |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you touch my Collie |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| I got the great Sinsemilla |
| And the good Lamb’s Bread yeah |
| A likkle tripe for stone |
| And a likkle goat head |
| Dread dem waiting in the city |
| Fi go lick it with the gritty |
| So please Mr. DC, won’t you have some pity? |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you take my I-science |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |
| Don’t you touch my Collie |
| (Wo-o-ow DC) |