Lyrics:
another country ham to feed a hundred men
Drive your wagon in the yard and turn your donkey loose
Kick that old hound out of the way and watch them
Do you write down your dreams From the moments you dreamt them
Do you know what they mean Before you forget them
A yellow elephant in the front yard
your girl's hair crimped)
Take her to a yard sale.
(Donkey Elephant Hypercop be written by Disneyland)
Take the turban off,
Put holy water parks in
another country ham to feed a hundred men
Drive your wagon in the yard and turn your donkey loose
Kick that old hound out of the way and watch them fightin'
If you see a pick-up truck with a plastic 'coon dog,
Mounted on the hood.
If you pass trailer with a concrete donkey in the yard,
An' tires up
scene.(Ting-a-ling-a-ling)
Yard aand foreign kick up, Bruk wil'! (sing)
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing, DJ head stuck up when hear boom riddim.
Ting-a-ling
When you come a mi yard inna
Your skirt and your panty bend over
Mi ride you like mi a stroll pon the donkey
Bend over
Mi wuk you 'til you send fi your
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no, I won't
Backroad gal dem a heart cooler
Afta di party me wah go me yard wid a hot chic
Henny me a sip very large spliff
Fuck gal so till dem cah sleep
Afta di
she want feel de Donkey Lengths (de Donkey Lengths)
She feel de Length
Scratch me back and she ah pull-off me white Tee’s
She say she ah fi get it
in trouble
Only God kno, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us
I'm an antisocial nigga with my own yard
Nigga get your own yard
Nigga get your own guard
I need no motherfucking guard
I'm on my own on my lonely
know my temper
My temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Only god know, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with
And they say for what it's worth
His mother was frightened by a donkey
Six months before his birth
And when the midwife heaved him out
The first thing she
temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Look and only God know, it's hard yo
I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my
temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Look and only God know, it's hard yo
I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my
Kill dem without a reason
Yard man ting, Strike Force (baow, boaw)
Yo, Fivi', Brooklyn, yard man ting (AyoAA)
Badman ting, badman ting
Brooklyn,
I'm the Durrg king
Nigga what the fuck you thought
Niggas talkin down
That's just shots up in the dark
Yea I'm with my dogs
And you know we In the yard
gettin' cut when you could get paid but the trade's been disobeyed
And it's too late now, the donkey's brayed, I've been leeched, to each their own, you
Everyone waah fi know what is my formula
Dem a ask if mi a old time author
But a just di weed weh mi Rap up inna mi wrizzla
Round a mi yard mi go
Nah dawg, it's lil' Kodak nigga what you thought
I got snakes on my Gucci, but not in my yard
I got that bag got that guwop, bought a icy watch
Extra clip
Full monkey ball
Act donkey Kong
When I pop it off
You won't even get your shots off
Fuck around
Shoot your socks off
I eat dinner
With hot
Paranoid keep peeping over my shoulder
Being followed by something that's bigger then an ogre
No Shrek no donkey just a bunch of jack asses
Play with me
Mi sit down in a your yard an' smoke ganja
An' carry your big batty gal, go a Hellshire
Which one of dem you prefer? Hail Jah man
Mi prefer carry her
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