I put my money into a condens can,
You steal it 'way, give it to your TV man.
Come here, pickney gal, come here,
Where you think you're running to?
I said to come here, girl, pickney gal, come here.
How could you say that I'm not real?
Look 'pon your face, it fayva turn cornmeal.
Come here, pickney gal, come here,
Where you think you're running to?
I said to come, come here, pickney gal, come here.
How could you say I'm not speaking the truth?
Look 'pon your gut, it fayva spoilt jackfruit.
Come here, pickney gal, come here,
Where you think you're running to?
I said to come, come, come here girl,
Pickney gal, come here.
Do, do, ha-ha, hai, ha-hai, hai.
(..)
How could you say that I'm not real?
Look 'pon your face, it fayva turn cornmeal.
Come here, pickney gal, come here,
Where you think you're running to?
I said to come, come here, pickney gal, come here.
How could you say I'm not speaking the truth?
Look 'pon your gut, it fayva spoilt jackfruit.
Come here, pickney gal, come here,
Where you think you're running to?
I said to come, come, come here girl,
Pickney gal, come here..
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