Skanking Shoes - text

Oh yes iddren we affi come down again

have you got skanking shoes me friend

That’s the way we come a road hey Fatbabs !

I need a club I need a vibe I need a mic ina me hand I need a crazy selecta so ruffa than dem

A durty dancehall tell dem again ina the morning yes fi warm up me body when Kingston is burning

I need a really smelly spliff because me nah sing without me weed I need a meditation time high grade give the spin

Rum in my bottle and me like it with nothing what’s about me shoes man serious ting

Let see what kind a shoes they got ina the little corner shop Roots rocker rock steady ska and one drop

Feel how it moves up your feet pon the ground We need a good not a swagga one

There is no reason for the bad dressed feet to jump up

So never let a scammer do the job if you dress it up man affi dress it up nicer

Hey Rude boy

Skanking, dash away your boots man we skanking

Spoil up your foot just skanking put on your skanking shoes

I was a youth a pickney practicing the beat killing

Pilling the vinyl pilling ragga magazine when sickness came over me

Oh what a fever sickness came over me

With no doubt today it rules me destiny Mix up the dance of me job it’s my favorite

I like to do it cool juicy in July Naâman can be sweet if you nice up me mood and me body

So me shoes me depend on fi skank it all night long quality prevails that’s me deep rooted position

Naâman top ranking smooth feet a skank it real cobbler yes your foot affi love it and

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