Slap, slap, slap, and a boy donna sail pon dat, then preach a bit
How you da feel this mornin'?
Teh one place a you see fifty virgin
Half you think yourself a wonder if you a dreamin'
But dem smile for a while and dem look in my eyes
And stimulate the feelin'
Me a forget the condom a me spout in a fastlin'
Cause dem a girl dey want sexual healin'
Fifty more then dem have to call some regin'
Man such a crew donna fly from mornin'
Hear dem production reservation makin'
Talkin' wild, you a beggar, but you no belongin'