Ranking Toyan - African Ting lyrics
[Ranking Toyan - African Ting lyrics]
Murda!
You see, what goes up, never come down
Cah, true love never die
Tell you 'bout di sound who lead di way
Tell ’em 'bout di sound who lead di way
Cah, Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Say-say, Jacqueline are fi mi Indian ting
She wear tango dress an' ting
Lord, she wear sandals, slippers an’ ting
Chi, watch her with her head
Well ramp an' ting cah, tell you
Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Cah, tell you, say
Mi dal it over red gal ring
Mi hear di little children
Dem are shout an' dem a sing
Dem said, a fi mi Jacqueline
A she a carry di swing
Chi, Lord, a fi mi Jacqueline
A she a carry di swing
Cah, watch her in a tango skirt an' ting
Say, watch her with her head
Well ramp an' ting
Especially in a sandals, slippers an' ting
Chi, Lord
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Bimma)
Cah, said, no trouble fi mi African ting
Chi, Lord
You no fi trouble fi mi Indian ting
Cah, tell you, said-a feel
Mi, little feel mi, i no feel you
Say-say dat-a feel mi, little feel mi
I no feel you
No no say, no trouble fi mi African ting
Slam bam-bili, trouble with mi African ting
Cah, said
She well nice like a sugar an' spice
(Bimma)
She well sweet like a sugar an' corn (Hey-a)
Cah, said, no trouble fi mi Indian ting
Cah, Lord
You no fi trouble fi mi chi chi black ting
Cah, said
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Cah, said
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Bimma)
Cah, say, no matter what dem do
An’ then no matter what dem say
Cah, let your lover go, I beg you
Let your lover stay
Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Say-say, Jacqueline are fi mi Indian ting
Cah tell you, said-a, black is a natural fact
Cah watch him, said-a
Black is a natural fact
Cah, talking ’bout a black a
Fight black for a lolipop
Say, black a fight black for a lolipop
Because dem wasn't on di right track
Cah so mi said
Because dem wasn’t on di right track
You do mi dat!
But Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Murda)
'Queline are fi mi African ting
You see, what goes up, never come down
Cah, true love never die
Tell you 'bout di sound who lead di way
Tell ’em 'bout di sound who lead di way
Cah, Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Say-say, Jacqueline are fi mi Indian ting
She wear tango dress an' ting
Lord, she wear sandals, slippers an’ ting
Chi, watch her with her head
Well ramp an' ting cah, tell you
Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Cah, tell you, say
Mi dal it over red gal ring
Mi hear di little children
Dem are shout an' dem a sing
Dem said, a fi mi Jacqueline
A she a carry di swing
Chi, Lord, a fi mi Jacqueline
A she a carry di swing
Cah, watch her in a tango skirt an' ting
Say, watch her with her head
Well ramp an' ting
Especially in a sandals, slippers an' ting
Chi, Lord
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Bimma)
Cah, said, no trouble fi mi African ting
Chi, Lord
You no fi trouble fi mi Indian ting
Cah, tell you, said-a feel
Mi, little feel mi, i no feel you
Say-say dat-a feel mi, little feel mi
I no feel you
No no say, no trouble fi mi African ting
Slam bam-bili, trouble with mi African ting
Cah, said
She well nice like a sugar an' spice
(Bimma)
She well sweet like a sugar an' corn (Hey-a)
Cah, said, no trouble fi mi Indian ting
Cah, Lord
You no fi trouble fi mi chi chi black ting
Cah, said
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Cah, said
A Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Bimma)
Cah, say, no matter what dem do
An’ then no matter what dem say
Cah, let your lover go, I beg you
Let your lover stay
Jacqueline are fi mi African ting
Say-say, Jacqueline are fi mi Indian ting
Cah tell you, said-a, black is a natural fact
Cah watch him, said-a
Black is a natural fact
Cah, talking ’bout a black a
Fight black for a lolipop
Say, black a fight black for a lolipop
Because dem wasn't on di right track
Cah so mi said
Because dem wasn’t on di right track
You do mi dat!
But Jacqueline are fi mi African ting (Murda)
'Queline are fi mi African ting