Lyrics
No!
We can’t tek di brain people dem, zeen
All dem people licky licky too much
And will sell you out, like weh dem do Marcus Garvey fi rice and peas, zeen
So we say, don’t friend dem deh, dem we kill you
Ha!
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, nyamy nyamy
No licky licky, no nyamy nyamy, too greedy
No licky licky, no nyamy nyamy, soon poison
Memba craven dog mi seh, did lose him bone
Tiger is a king weh sidung pon him throne
No more inna babylon, tiger will roam
Cah mi no nyamy nyamy, mi no damn licky licky
Mi no want no one, come set no poison fi me huh!
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
Dem sell out marcus garvey fi rice and peas
Listen daddy tiger, talk lyrics fi this, yuh get mi
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, nyamy nyamy
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
Mi nah go grudge no one fi weh dem have
Lawd, daddy tiger man, mi love my own
Work hard for mi money, sweat a mi brow
Pon microphone mi come fi mash it up now, woo ahh
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
True Harry have a pair a shoes, and mi nuh have it
Mi a go grudge him? mi nuh deal with dem deh sinting
True Harry have a pair a pants and mi nuh have it
Mi a go grudge him? mi nuh deal with dem deh sinting
A wanga gut, a wanga belly licky licky
A wanga gut, a wanga belly heh heh
Ooh Harry have a million, mi no have none
Mi a go grudge him? mi nuh deal with that
True Harry have a car and mi no have none
Mi a go grudge him? mi nuh deal with that, heh heh
Mi gwan work, until mi bankbook fat, heh heh
Until mi can’t really achieve that, you know
No wanga gut, no wanga, belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga, belly, heh heh
You licky licky, you nyamy nyamy, soon poison
You licky licky, you nyamy nyamy, heh
Rememba craven dog, him lose him bone
Look inna di water and sight him own a shadow and jump
Lose up di bone, weh itch up inna him mouth
Oh daddy tiger, yuh don’t drink stout
Strictly ital juice, is what I’m talking about
And you get mi
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
Yuh tek di tip, from tigerty, heh heh
No bother grudge, nobody, heh
Di stength of your brow, a suh you eat your bread
If yuh rob, a copper will full you a lead
If yuh want a big head, if yuh really want a zed
Don’t rob and steal and grudge nobody instead, work for it
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
You licky licky, you nyamy nyamy, you will poison
You licky licky, you nyamy nyamy, heh heh
Oh daddy tiger, di remedy, heh
A pon microphone a weh mi cock party, heh heh
A through da foreign land dem send fa mi heh
Dem seh inna daddy tiger want you everyday, cho man!
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, licky licky
No wanga gut, no wanga belly, heh heh
Oh daddy tiger, yuh talk irie, heh
I’m talking to di ghetto youth, must have sense
Listen daddy tiger win di mic conference
Anything mi talk bwoy, you fi pick out sense…