Big Ting by Glamma Kid Lyrics

[Intro]
Bwoy, mi brethren do a wicked ting to me yah
Glamma, you want a big gyal?
Man set me up with the big gyal
I got something for you
Cho...
Oh no (Oh no)
Oh no (Oh no)
Well, this is Glamma Kid
And you see right now
Ready fi deal with the big, big
Big, big, big, big, big
You know what?...

[Chorus]
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
(What a nightmare)
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
[Verse 1]
Look out of mi base pon a big blind date
Rolex pon wrist, so mi time a create
Gyal a wait
Who me bump into, anuh glamorous Grace
Me tell her say me no have time fi waste
Oops there
Me dilly dolly Shelly, me no inna rat race
Mi fiddle and mi chisel deh inna mi briefcase
A Puff like Daddy, spray like Mase
It's the super duper Glamma inna your face

[Chorus]
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ -
And me nah give up enuh
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing

[Verse 2]
Me sing say
Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires
Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires
Pon the one to one, me must link Sherron
She go definite road to a ram glam john
She have fat ice links and girl inna minks
Cho, all of these girls wanna buy us drinks
[Chorus]
But I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
(What a nightmare)
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
(Me nah give up enuh)

[Verse 3]
She lef' the yard about quarter past 6
Look inna mi kitchen inna the basket
And she grab out the longest ratchet
And she push it inna jacket pocket
Dem gyal deh flex like dem mentally sick
Me fi take a trip or fi make a visit
Dem say she quick fi pop Rolex off of wrist
And fi jump inna automatic

[Chorus]
But I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
(Me nah give up enuh)
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
[Verse 1]
Step out of mi base pon a big blind date
Rolex pon wrist, so mi time a create
Gyal a wait
Who me bump into, anuh glamorous Grace
Me tell her say me no have time fi waste
Oops there
Me dilly dolly Shelly, me no inna rat race
Mi fiddle and mi chisel deh inna mi briefcase
A Puff like Daddy, spray like Mase
It's the super duper Glamma inna your face

[Chorus]
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing
(What a nightmare)
I'm thinking 'bout linking the big ting
But me haffi drink ginseng
The riddim, it to hard fi me ride in
The DJ climbing, the DJ climbing

[Outro]
Me sing say
Dem gyal deh a hot steppas, me a creepas, so me haffi fill dem desires
Dem gyal deh a hot steppas...