Boom Shak

rendition of born jamericans's - "boom shak-a-tack" Stuffs & comments to sanviduca@gmail.com, or sanviduca@gmail.com or on the site chords used:(C,Am,Fm,G) verses & Choruses chords (C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C) intro pickings played 2x e--------------------------------- B-----4-4------------------------- G---5-----5----------------------- D-6----------6--0--6-5-6--0--4---- A--------------------------------- E--------------------------------- intro: Warning warning warning 12 o'clock and yawnin Kids from foreign Cummin down inna di early mornin Dis is di don gorgon What dem call Headley The (Holy Designer) pon De side a me C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Now say we're number one the article Boom-Shak-A-Tack Ya'll come down It's a natural fact Cause the kids dem come Watch your (knot) Here it is! As the kids dem (troff) it off De wickedest time Me ever gonna come Born Jamericans Steel to yah flint stones Now put it down (and) (Proper megaton doogle?) (Yeng) Sometimes coffee And sometimes tea You know seh C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Born Jamericans a celebrity We ram dance a tune And inna di country A lotta girls dem say Dem love we (Yeah) A look pon di girls dem Nice and sweet Dey give me (Tea permittee) Within a (di meat) They want it every day Not to mention di weed (Woy) Say Reggae Music run di world Me respect dat C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Cause every time we touch the mic Dem screaming Boom-Shak-A-Tack Could all massive catch di vibes We on all after dat Dis is a lesson, definition Of the Boom-Shak-A-Tack Now batty rider Tear off Cause girl (pickney) get hot Now boy ya beat down di wall Selector wheel up dat It's time to get a verbs The action word Drop dub inna di Roughneck sound Fi make the sound quite absurd An I would never run away Inna di heart of battle I round up di girls dem Like cowboy round up cattle From line one, verse two Me just a show off me skill An I would never sell me soul For a thousand dollar bill Reggae Music run di world Me respect dat Cause every time we touch the mic Dem screaming Boom-Shak-A-Tack Could all massive Catch di vibes We on all after dat Dis is a lesson, definition Of the Boom-Shak-A-Tack C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C De wickedest time Me ever gonna come Born Jamericans Steel to yah flint stones Now put it down (and) (Proper megaton doogle?) (Yeah) A look pon di girls dem Nice and sweet Dey give me (Tea permittee) Within a (di meat) They want it every day Not to mention di weed (Woy) C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Physical fit is the kid When me start to release Me grab di microphone and chant Fi make me dollars increase Sexy girls gonna flock Cause he's a healthy young man An me will surely give di remedy One by one Born Jamericans is di crew From the streets of Washington Where nuff people smoke crack And den fire di M1 Mi legalize me not despise Di air is rugged and rough Some DJs open up their noses Like a yard trash truck But Reggae Music run di world Me respect dat Cause every time we touch the mic Dem screaming Boom-Shak-A-Tack Could all massive catch di vibes We on all after dat Dis is a lesson, definition Of the Boom-Shak-A-Tack C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine (Woy) Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine (Woh-owoh) Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine (Wow-owoy, Yeah) Well check it out (Yeah) Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine (Woy) Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine (Woy-o-woh-ooo-woy) La la la di di la deny La la la lala la la la lie C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C A just di kids from foreign How di man gon manage 9 inches of lead Out to do damage They head pon di microphone Dem have fi respect that Di lesson, definition Of di Boom-Shak-A-Tack Di kid pon di micropohone Mi naw lay down flat Entertain mental for All open enjoyment dem join in A lyrical technician Dat is my employment Kids from foreign How di man gon manage Boom-Shak-A-Tack Natural fact Head pon di microphone C C Am C C C C C C Fm Fm G C C C C Don' lay down flat (Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine, Woy) Boom-Shak-A-Tack Natural fact Dam head pon di microphone (Chittle-lee-lee-dannon-e-wine, Woh-ooh-woy) Don' lay down flat Sayonara, amigo (I say di kids dem mosh it up) We'll see you tomorrow (Bam bam!) Sayonara, amigo (Flex it off) We kill a soundboy For a few more peso (Budda-rind-ding-ding) Sayonara, amigo You know that Born Jamericans Are on to El Paso Sayonara, amigo Dis is a lesson, definiton Of di Boom-Shak-A-Tack