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Informer, you no say Daddy me Snow me IŽll go blame,
A licky Boom Boom Down.
Detective mon said Daddy me Snow me stab someone down the lane,
A licky Boom Boom Down.
Informer, you no say Daddy me Snow me IŽll go blame,
A licky Boom Boom Down.
Detective mon said Daddy me Snow me stab someone down the lane,
A licky Boom Boom Down.
Police them come anŽ now they blow down me door,
One him come crawl through, through my window,
So then they put me in the back the car at the station,
)From that point on me reach my destination,
When the destination reached, it was the east detention, where them
Whipped down me pants, looked up me bottom, so *
Bigger they are they think they have more power,
TheyŽre on the phone me say that on (every) hour,
Me for want to use it once anŽ now me call me lover,
Lover who IŽll be callin is the one TAMMY,
anŽ me love her in me heart down to my belly,
Yes me Daddy me Snow me I feel cool anŽ deadly,
As the one MC Shan anŽ the one Daddy Snow,
Together we-a loveŽem as a Tor-Na-Do.[chorus]
Listen for me, you better listen for me now.
Listen for me, you better listen for me now.
When me rockinŽ the microphone me rock it steady,
Yes sir, Daddy me Snow me are the article don.
But in the in anŽ the out of a dance them they say where you come from,
People them say you come from Jamaica,
But me born anŽ raised in the ghetto thatŽs the one I want you to know,
Pure black people mon thatŽs all I mon know.
Yeah me shoes are tear up anŽ me toes used to show,
Where me born in on the one Toronto, so [chorus]
Come with a nice young lady. Intelligent,
Yes sheŽs gentle anŽ irie.
Everywhere me go, me never left her at all.
Yes, its Daddy Snow me are the roam dance mon.
Roam between a dancinŽ in a in a nation-a.
You never know say Daddy me Snow me are the Boom Shakata.
Me never lay-a down flat in that one cardboard box.
Yes say me Daddy me Snow me IŽll go reachinŽ at the top, soI [chorus]
Why would he?
Me sittinŽ Žround cool with my dibbie dibbie girl,
Police knock my door,
Lick up my pal,
Rough me up anŽ I canŽt do a thing
Pick up my line, when my telephone ring.
Take me to the station,
Black up my hands.
Trail me down, Žcuz IŽm hanginŽ with the Snowman,
What IŽm gonna do,
IŽm backed anŽ IŽm trapped,
Slap me in the face anŽ took all oŽ my gap.
They have no clues anŽ they wanna get warmer,
But Shan wonŽt turn Informer!
"YO, licky boom boom down"
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