Pluto - Dat lyrics

Rasta Ozzy from up de hill Decide fi check 'pon 'I'm grocery bill An' when him add up de t'ings him need De dunny done wha' him save fi buy likkle weed Him han 'pon him jaw, lord. Red him eye an' just meditate The time is so hard lord, I man now t'ink 'bout emigrate I mek up me mind lord I might as well go 'gainst I man faith So a forward a market, I sight the butcher bwoy by de gate [Chorus] (You wan' goat?) No I might-a k** I queen (Try de beef nuh?) I no check fi no gra** weh green (Wha' bout fowl?) What'cha know is time fi a change (Mere fish ?) Got children out a dat range (How 'bout de steak?) What'cha know, me no sight me rate (Try tripe?) Bu'n me belly when I pull me pipe (What about de pork then?) Hush your mouth man, me brethren hear Sell I a pound of dat t'ing there So when the butcher pull up a stool Begin fi question Ozzy how him so fool What kind a sump'in cook in a pot From him born him never did hear 'bout dat Well what'cha know master, give I time mek'a try explain It's just like a flim show Fi protect the humble we change the name I would have feel so cute Fi come in and ask we some 'Arnold fat' I and I feel safer if we change the subject and call it Dat [Chorus] Ozzy pay off de butcher bill Tek de parcel and trod up the hill Like a spite who do you t'ink him meet? Rasta Jeremiah from down the street Guidance me brethren Is wha' you have in a dat dere bag? Him kinda get frighten, and begin fi hide it beneat' him rag That man no fear I lord Mek we go up me yard and take a sat Meanwhile light a fire I will help you eat off de pound a dat [Chorus]