Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Oh Mr. DC, artist - Sugar Minott.
Date of issue: 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) |