Mr.Big stuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes (oh yeah)
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford
To give you my love?
You think you're higher,
Than every star above

Mr.Big stuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

Now I know all the girls
I've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts
And ate them up bit by bit
You made them cry,
Many poor girls cry
When they trying to keep you happy,
They just trying to keep you satisfied

Mr. Big stuff, who do you think you are?
Mr. Big stuff, you're never gonna get my love

See them down in Kookie too much cocaine dem snort
I see dem down in Lap dance to the top of the charts
Well Ska Vengers ago bust dem apart
Well Ska Vengers ago bust dem apart

Who dem a think dem are – dem drive in big fat car?
Who dem a think dem are dem smoke big fat cigar?
Fassy hole we could just rob dem after dark
Well Ska Vengers a-go bust dem apart

Dem snort coke we make ganja spliff spark [bad word] the city [bad word] the side walk
We keep it real the whole a dem just skylark
We keep it real the whole a dem a skylark

Mr.Bigstuff, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love

Not because you wear
All those fancy clothes
And have a big fine car
Oh yes you do now
Do you think I can't afford
To give you my love
You think you're higher,
Than every star above

Mr.Bigstuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Mr.Bigstuff, tell me, who do you think you are?
Mr.Bigstuff, you're never gonna get my love