Dutty, coming like a trough for a piggy Dutty, this one´ll make you get jiggy
Dutty, it´s about to get silly Coming like a mouthful of ciggy My don, it is dutty, looking like your grandaddy foot Dutty, you better shut the fuck up Dutty, buss a screwface in the mirror Bru-C, let me deliver This one´s dutty
Dutty
Yeah, listen Dutty like your baby mother´s kitchen Only put the tip in and she´s screaming like I squeezed a rubber chicken Steaming and I´m feeling like a G upon a mission Weed up in my system When life hands you dirt, plant seeds or just feed a couple pigeons
Not my fault when she speaks I never listen I´m too busy thinking about preaching my beliefs upon the riddim But I ain´t gonna speak on a religion Man are gonna speak about the time I spoke about speaking about what I spoke about Man don´t joke about The whole scene´s full of pussies I´m the only bloke about Put your hands on your lips, rudeboy, and hold your mouth But if you´re gonna say something, say something DJ, play something Rave jumping Feel the bass coming like Shut the place down, blud, it ain´t nothing I´m dutty
Dutty
Man wanna war, feeling under attack Skank out, front to the back Manna got money, honey, manna got cash You name must be Jill ´cause you man ain´t got Jack Mandem in the mosh like they come for a scrap Crowdsurf, jump on your back Certain MCs sound dumb pon the tracks So they get left like a key under the mat
Dutty, coming like a trough for a piggy Dutty, this one´ll make you get jiggy Dutty, it´s about to get silly Coming like a mouthful of ciggy My don, it is dutty, looking like your grandaddy foot
Dutty, you better shut the fuck up Dutty, buss a screwface in the mirror Bru-C, let me deliver This one´s dutty