Long Donkey Cod - Bounty Killer

Gyal a get crazy, gyal a get mad

Will out dem two coin, and give me the last cent weh dem have

All of the gyal dem bruk out and galang bad

Rad!

Hear wha' the gyal dem do now

Ohhhh my gosh!

Say, the gyal dem a holler fi the buddy (Uhuh!)

You a check say a food or a money (Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh Penny (Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh Penny

Gyal dem a cry fi the long donkey cod, and if dem don’t get it, dem react mad

Over mi performance, gyal a mad

All run out her man, true him can’t do the —

Request Bounty Killer fi deal with her bad

Skin her out from back and give her some bad stab

Foot inna the air like the national flag

Gyal a bawl, «Blood!», but mercy me no have

Fi handle punanny a mi long time job

Give her all of the length and she get all the cod

Gyal a kick up like a baby she a have

When me whine and sink in all of the cod

Me haffi ask her if a pickney she a have

She a make up her face and a say, «Help me, God!»

That’s why…

Now, the gyal dem a holler fi the buddy (Uhuh!)

You a check say a food or a money (Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh Penny (Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh —

Now, the gyal dem a cry fi the hardcore wuk

Skin dem out good, make sure cock dem up

Force up the wood spoon inna dem cup

Gyal a rail and a gwan like mad horse a kick up

Ask the DJ if a Stone him a touch

No baby, I don’t use Chiney Brush

12 inch God give me, and brush-brush

You know it long pass mi knee 'til all the ground it a touch

And me give it to Paulette and to Precious

And it stiff like a pebble, like a gun fi buss

Anytime the gun buss, it’s like the whole world erupt

That’s why…

Gyal dem a cry fi the long donkey cod

Anyhow dem no get it now, dem galang bad

Over mi style and tactics, gyal a mad

All run out her man, true him can’t do the job

Dem yah girl nah play, dem yah girl yah nah romp

Tell you from near or a far distance

Dem say, cocky dem want, dem no want no romance

As me come in, mi gyal tear off mi pants

Jump up on mi hood, a treat it with vengeance

When me look pon the girl she say, see no response

Say, she ago treat it like biting ants

That’s why…

Say, the gyal dem a holler fi the buddy (Uhuh!)

You a check say a food or a money, no!

(Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh Penny (Uhuh!)

A the buddy, anuh Willie, anuh —

Gyal dem a cry fi the tough-like-iron

Dem no want no man if him can’t preform long

She give it to me, nah give it to John

When time me a work, me have to prolong

Look pon mi sittin, how it tough like iron

Force it inna Shirley, and inna Pam

Gunshot fi bwoy weh a give it to John, that’s why

Gyal dem a cry fi the long donkey cod…