Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting, Bling,bling...emerald cut ring Bling,bling...yeah..aweh mi simting, Bling,bling chapparit and ting
Fifty men dead for this golden chain Each link forged by a poor man's pain Mined from below with sweat & fear Brought to a shine with a widow's tear
Fifty men dead for this diamond ring Dat takes the shine off the cheap bling thing Kind a mek you think it no bonafide Fi wear souvenirs from the men that died
If you really love me then don't buy me a ring Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything All that I want is already here Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear
Fifty men dead for this golden band Underground with a pick in their hand Cutting dirt where the sun nuh shine Digging to survive in the man's goldmine
How many dead for this royal crown This holy shrine we gather round Worship the dollar, pon your hands & knee Humbled in the presence of your jewellery
If you really love me then don't buy me a ring Diamonds & pearls they don't mean anything All that I want is already here Sitting by my side, you got nothing to fear
