More songs by Black Box Recorder
Description
Released on: 1998-07-06
Lyrics and translation
Original
See me in my heels and ting. Dem tricks say we're hip and ting.
True don't they know and ting. We're having going and ting.
No pop, no style,
I strictly roots.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
See me 'pon the road and you call out to me, "Do you see me in the pants and ting? " See me in the auto back.
See me give you heart attack. Give me little bass, let me wind up my waist.
Uptown top ranking.
See me in my pants and ting. Daddy true constant spring.
Dem tricks say we come from Cosmos Springs, but I true don't they know and ting.
Don't I know, sir, we top ranking.
Uptown top ranking. Should see you in your ranking dread.
Check out the jamming and ting.
Love is all I bring, in all my khaki suit and ting.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
What shall we chuck it in ting? In a khaki suit and ting.
Love is all I bring, in a khaki suit and ting.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
See me 'pon the road and you call out to me, "Do you see me in the pants and ting?
" See me in the auto back.
See me give you heart attack. Give me little bass, let me wind up my waist.
Give me little bass, let me wind up my waist.
Love is all I bring, in a khaki suit and ting.
No pop, no style,
I strictly roots.
No pop, no style,
I strictly roots. Should I see me in ranking dread?
Check out the jamming and ting.
Love is all I bring, in all my khaki suit and ting.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.
No pop, no style, I strictly roots.