@migu music@

I put my money into a condense 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 favor turn cornmeal

Come here, pickney gal, come here

Where you think you're running to?

I said to come, come, come here, pickney gal, come here

How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?

Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit

Come here, girl, pickney gal, come here

Where you think you're running to?

I said, "Come, come, come here, girl, pickney gal, come here"

How could you say that I'm not real?

Look 'pon your face, it favor turn cornmeal

Come here, come here, girl, pickney gal, come here

Where you think you're running to?

I said, "Come, come, come here babe, pickney gal, come here"

How could you say, I'm not speaking the truth?

Look 'pon your gut, it favor spoilt jack fruit

Come here, gal, pickney gal, come here

Where you think you're running to?

Look, I said, "Come, come, come, come here, pickney, come here"