Lyrics:

Say, my daddy was a great old man
An' so he die with a shovel in his hand
An' [?] is what I've gone (Yeah)
[Scatting]
Tell you 'bout di sound that keep you rockin', you know

Say, mi mother born as a true born hustler
Say, mi pupa born as a true born scuffler
But now mi born as a hustler (Huu)
See, say, mi gone on di hustling

Well, I tell you, dis a flat foot hustling
'Co make mi look little scuffling
Say, flat foot hustling

I said, I went up to [?] come fi set up a plan
An' hear dem a babylon a mash up mi plan

It was a flat foot hustling
Co' make mi look little scuffling

Mi mother born as a true born hustler
Say, mi pupa born as a true born scuffler
Say, six pence in my pocket an' I really cyaant stop
I'm going out to spend it at di corner shop

It was a flat foot hustling
Co' make mi look little scuffling (Here I come again)
Watch your st5p, an' I would tell you, say

She carry we ackee, go a Linst5ad market
Say, not a quatty would sell
Tell you, say, mi carry mi ackee, go a Linstead market
Say, not a quatty would sell
Tell you, say dat, all dem do is just a feel up, squeeze up
Say, not a quatty would sell

Well, I tell you, dis a flat foot hustling
Say, di natty gone pon di scuffling

Mi say, mi take out mi mop an' mi set up a trap
An' mi have dem under tight rap
Mi say, mi take out mi mop an' mi set up a trap
An' mi have dem under tight rap
Well, I tell you, natty have dem under tight rap
Well, I say, di natty have dem under tight rap

[Outro]
Fear dis a flat foot hustling