Uzimon – Fish Pan Bun – #BellyfullRiddim @uzimonthegun

UZI hails up a staple of Bermy cuisine.

New album Showdown out now @iTunes

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Lyrics:
Take me home
Cuz nowadays the whole world like Rome
Gimme di Fish pan bun inna Brown Paper Bag
And a Hurricane fi wash it down
The second I man a go touch down a Bermy say me want it
Officer man a go ‘low mi passport, hurry stamp it
Me take off out the airport like a rocket from a warship
Fish pan bun a taste so nice I man want fi RAMP IT
Swerve inna di lane with me whole crew
Five Breddah deep pack inna Mi Daihatsu
We come fi nyam di fish pan bun an dat we haffi do
Stand inna di way you feel di heel a we shoe
Grouper Snapper Snook and Mackerel
Snatch it all with Bait an Tackle
Serve it up between a bun with a gloop a Tartar and a Bottle
We a dun di place di Trooper man ya know we rush an tackle
Any Server who ignore we order cuz we Belly Rattle
Low Di Mayonaise
We nah want no Lay o Ways
Mek there be brighter days
Pass me those Nemo Filets
Take me home
Cuz nowadays the whole world like Rome
Gimme di Fish pan bun inna Brown Paper Bag
And a Hurricane fi wash it down
We fight di devil turn down the kettle we cease and seckle
Bass inna di Kitchen mek di fish a simmer pan di Metal
Set Treble to Foreign Level, Rebel cuz we Honor-Rebel
We nah par we War fi Medal Croon fi Gal like Aaron Neville
Wahoo Wahoo Wahoo Wahoo Wahoo
Play pon word a dat if ya never heard a dat
Give we di fish pan bun with tartar sauce and we go Murder Dat
When we deh pon tour ya know we put inna We rider
Promoter man dem all haffi search far an wide ya
Nah Bother broil, boil, bake, make she deep fried ya
What dem a go do when we go pass out we backside ya
Feels so nice, with peas and rice
Make the the grease stain through the bag look like
JESUS CHRIST