Macka B - Indian Chick

Well the part a England me come from
Me notice that nuff black man start lust after the Indian woman
But when them father find out, what a contention man

So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check a..

Well is your head tough enough fi take a lick from a hockey stick
Ca that what happens when you check a Indian chick
Me hear some man a talk me hear some man a gossip
They say they wouldn't mind check an Indian chick

Some of them look criss I must admit
But when you check it out man it don't worth it
If your lucky, you might get a couple of kiss
Hickey 'pon your neck, hickey 'pon your lip
You might even get a quick dip, dip, dip
But what happen when them father find out about it

Him round up the family quick, quick, quick
Uncle, brother, cousen, nephew will come to visit
Fifteen baseball bat and sixteen hockey stick
A come' round a your yard fi come kill you with lick

So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl

You sit down a your yard and listen reggae music
You hear a knock upon the door, you say who is it
Balbir Singh open up the door quick
I'm looking for the man who touch my daughter Sabjit

You jump out of your chair looking for an exit
But your trapped like a dead body in a caskett
Indians around your yard like a army unit
And beat down the door with two big mallet

She was going to get married, but you have ruined it
And now Galia you going to pay for it
Them rush you like how pickney rush biscuit
And nah stop lick you till you head top split

So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl
So you want to check an Indian girl

You might know the family from a you was six
Could a nuff time you give Singh shop a visit
When him a take your money there's a lot of friendship
But from you check him daughter that is it

You wake up in a hospital you sick, sick, sick
You look up in the sky, you say was it worth it
Your body full of bandage and you deh 'pon a drip
And all fe a dip in a one Indian chick
And all fe a dip in a one Indian chick
And all fe a dip in a one Indian chick
And all fe a dip in a one Indian chick

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