Biddy biddy bong bong......

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Early, early sunday morning it was a big ganja smuggling,
Aye,
Inna the mud me a pick collie bud an me a load dem down in off the top, [?]
One by one,
Load up the van,
All a the ganja it ram,
Put it on a plane,
The weed gone a spain,
Money just a pour like rain,
Me jus' a mogel up the lane in a rope gold chain,
Me an me girl name Jane,

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Bong bong biddy bong bong......

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Down there in the ghetto I grow,
Where sufferation I once know,
Aye,
Mommy an daddy,
All a' we so poor,
We all had to sleep on the floor,
Storm it come and it blow down me door,
Me haffi nail up me window,
Me shoes tear up,
Me toe just a show,
Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go,
Mommy jus' a bal' "poor, poor,"
Me cry,
She say "son cry no more",

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Bong bong biddy bong bong......

Early, early sunday morning it was a big ganja smuggling,
Aye,
Inna the mud me a pick collie bud an me a load dem down in off the top, [?]
One by one,
Load up the van,
All a the ganja it ram,
Put it on the plane,
The weed gone a spain,
Money just a pour like rain,
Me jus' a mogel up the lane in a rope gold chain,
Me an me girl name Jane,

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Bong bong biddy bong bong......

Down there in the ghetto I go,
Where tribulation I once know,
Aye,
Mommy an daddy, all a' we so poor,
We all had to sleep on the floor,
Storm it come and it blow down me door,
Me haffi nail up me window,
Me shoes tear up,
Me toe just a show,
Me nuh know a where fi really wan' go,
Momma tell me "nah rob drug store,
Police beat you,
Make your back sore",
Aye,

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Bong bong biddy bong bong.....

 

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Lyrics checked by Martie"