Wettin' Lyrics

Wetin' dey go in the ghost fire

You could never go tell me nothing how I am

You could never go tell me nothing 'bout the clan

All Emelle's come around and we mob with the Man

I could never let the culture leave me tip to feet

See it in my style, see it when I'm walking street

See it in the tip of my chin and my wave

See it in my gaze

Ladies go dey craze

You could never step to me and give me no wahala

You could never come 20 cows down for my father

You could never tick your hip to the hi-hat

Why you say my name like your tongue in combat?

Why your flag go wave for a place that siphon?

How do you look down when God tell you look up?

Oh my mama say what she say, she used to say

Ah America, this wetin' dey go craze?