Song Lyrics
so ruffa than dem
Spoil up your foot just skanking, dash away your boots man we skanking Naâman, put on your skanking shoes
oh yes iddren we affi come down again
I need a mic ina me hand, i like to do it cool
Practicing the beat killing, if you dress it up man affi dress it up nicer
So never let a scammer do the job, i like to do it cool
I need a really smelly spliff because me nah sing without me weed, let s see what kind a shoes they got ina the little corner shop Shoes, let s see what kind a shoes they got ina the little corner shop
Put on your skanking shoes, that s the way we come a road hey fatbabs, i like to do it cool
i need a meditation time high grade give the spin
So ruffa than dem, i need a mic ina me hand Shoes, i need a meditation time high grade give the spin
Put on your skanking shoes, a dirty dancehall tell dem again ina the morning yes fi warm up me body when
rum in my bottle and me like it with nothing
Put on your skanking shoes, that s the way we come a road hey fatbabs Shoes, so me shoes me depend on fi skank it all night long quality prevails that s me
na man top ranking smooth feet a skank it
na man top ranking smooth feet a skank it
there is no reason for the bad dressed feet to jump up
hey rude boy
spoil up your foot just skanking
Dash away your boots man we skanking, so never let a scammer do the job
put on your skanking shoes that s what we do
Put on your skanking shoes that s what we do, i need a vibe Naâman, i need a mic ina me hand
put on your skanking shoes that s what we do
Juicy in july, spoil up your foot just skanking
Na man top ranking smooth feet a skank it, deep rooted position Skanking, spoil up your foot just skanking
real cobbler yes your foot affi love
dash away your boots man we skanking
I need a meditation time high grade give the spin, spoil up your foot just skanking
Hey rude boy, oh yes iddren we affi come down again
i need a vibe
I need a club, roots rocker rock steady ska and one drop
I need a meditation time high grade give the spin, put on your skanking shoes Naâman, that s the way we come a road hey fatbabs