Mama, mama, dem hold papa,
Seh dem hold him fe smoke ganja.
If mi never jump two fence, dem hold mi too,
So tell mi mama, whatcha gonna do?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do?
Next week, next week case to case,
Him haf a dread judge to face.
Him a fe I to live in space,
Or make di doctor dem work 'pon him fase.
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, mama, whatcha gonna do?
Next door neighbour dem hold your son,
Seh dem find him with one gun.
An' it's no need him start to mention,
Him goin' to get a definite attention.
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do?
Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do?
The cops, dem seh, him know nobody,
So him haffe remain in custody.
Him see the Babylon him stand upon a screw,
So him never know it was the curfew.
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do?
Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do?
No bail lady, whatcha gonna do?
Me seh want some lady whatcha gonna do?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do now?
Oh, lady, whatcha gonna do?
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