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Ram Jam Master (a.k.a. Wreck a Pum‐Pum)
Yellowman
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Well hear me now, crowd of people
Me a dedicate dis one to all of di posse dem, seen?
Lord, hear me
Cah mi seh, country posse, I waan hear you
Mobay posse, I waan hear you
Cah mi seh, Kingston posse, I waan hear you
Lord, hear me now, dread
Now di girls dem a walk an' di girls dem a talk
A talk 'bout Yellowman a bruk dem heart
Mi tek up di mic an' start it to talk
An' little after dat, man, di dancehall crack
Di liquor sell off an' di food did nyam off
An' little after dat, promoter jus' a laugh
Mi are di ram jam master, ayy
Mi are di bad super-duper, ayy
Yellowman, him are di teacher, ayy
One ting Yellowman cyaan understand
Every music mi do, it nuh number one
Mi buck up mi girl weh dem call Sharon
We hold up pon a hand an' den she give mi romance
An' den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Mi on my way to St. Elizabeth
Mi buck up dis girl weh dem call Bridget
She seh, "Yellowman, I love you to death"
Well, free food, clothes, money you haffi get
She kiss me pon mi chin, she rub down mi chest
Mi love how she kiss an' how she caress
When it come to lovin', Yellowman, him are di best
An' den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Mi on my way, go down to Negril
Mi buck a whitey with a twenty dollar bill
She seh, "Yellowman, you fi have some skill"
Ride a one-wheel bicycle to Mandeville
Mi better than Jack, mi better than Jill
She ride up pon mi belly like you ride pon hill
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Mi on my way to Golden Spring
Mi buck up di girl weh named Sicilian
Seh, when it come to lovin', Yellow, you are di king
Seh, light up pon me like a lizard pon limb
An' den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Mi on my way to San Diego
Mi buck up dis girl an' she love mi so
She bend her back, she touch her toe
Den mi dance with her, seh please don't go
She seh, "Yellowman, I love you so"
You doin' it sweet like Mr. Sparrow
You rollin' your belly like a damn go-go
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Mi on my way to Clarendon
Mi didn't drive mi car, so mi tek a minivan
Mi buck up di girl weh dem call name Sharon
She seh, "Yellowman, you is a very rich man"
I heard dat you have money inna di bank
An' inna every purse mi have fifty woman
So mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
Den mi rum-pum-pum-pum pon a big fat ting
But some a seh dis an' some a seh dat
Dem never know Yellow are di king of di crop
You know Yellowman pon di mic a chat
An' anyway mi chat, mi seh di dancehall crack