(Chorus x2)
Come and sit pon the thing
Come and split pon the thing
Come but sit pon the thing
King king, pop pop bam shing

(Verse)
Got romance when she sit pon di thing
Pock it up and rip it sour when she sit pon di thing
Pocket rockin' back tic tic pon di thing
Uno booty goody make my body sing
Tell the guitar my do it, and di body might do it
Got di python grib so di body my chore
Got di appetite so ya have di right man, sure
One day without yo lovin' got me scratchin' ?

(Chorus x2)
Come and sit pon the thing
Come and split pon the thing
Come but sit pon the thing
King king, pop pop bam shing

(Verse 2)
We ain't neva let it go
Only make us feelin' envious
Mi from di back and grab di titty up
Big blood clug mi caca fuck di clitoris
She N'SYnc when mi insidious sing
Loss mi sin but mi think ya is pink
Ooh, she a crip, her maguinia known to stink
Pussy wet print, no need no ink
Gyal!

(Chorus x2)
Come and sit pon the thing
Come and split pon the thing
Come but sit pon the thing
King king, pop pop bam shing