Intro (crowd hype)
Ay yo…
Christmas morning already hot
Pot on fire, music loud, people talking too much
Somebody shout—
“WHO READY FOR EATING COMPETITION?”
I say—
Hold on nah.
Verse 1
They talking bout curry, chow mein, garlic pork
Seven kinds ah meat, whole table look like New York
Aunty screaming, “Come eat nah, don’t be rude!”
I say, “I will… after one lil drink first, dude.”
They weighing plates, timing mouth
Man already planning three rounds and dessert after that
I watching quietly, glass in hand
Thinking… this competition don’t suit my plan.
Pre-Chorus
Everybody stuffing face, no shame
I sipping something cold, staying sane
They watching me like something wrong
I say relax—Christmas just start long.
Chorus
🎶 They want eating competition Christmas morning
🎶 But me want drinking competition till sun yawning
🎶 I don’t have a problem, don’t start no rumour
🎶 I just celebrating life and good humour
🎶 Let them count how much roti they eat
🎶 I counting how many times refill my drink
🎶 Christmas once a year, let man live
🎶 If joy in the glass, let joy give
Verse 2
Uncle already loosen belt
Cousin breathing hard, regretting what he dealt
Granny say, “All of y’all going feel it tomorrow”
I say, “Granny, today is joy—leave sorrow.”
Somebody say, “You not eating enough, boss”
I say, “Watch me later when the dancing cross”
Food make you sleepy, drink make you brave
By ten o’clock I already misbehave.
Pre-Chorus 2
They full, they tired, they ready for nap
I just warming up, vibes intact
Music turn up, bottle clink
Now everybody asking, “What you drinking?”
Chorus (bigger, festive)
🎶 They want eating competition Christmas morning
🎶 Belly hurting before midday warning
🎶 Me? I smooth, I cool, I smiling wide
🎶 Christmas spirit flowing from inside
🎶 They judging me like I outta control
🎶 But I dancing, laughing, blessing my soul
🎶 Don’t study me, I perfectly fine
🎶 I just prefer my joy liquid form this time
Bridge (spoken, funny)
Listen…
If loving a good drink is wrong—
Then Christmas been lying to we whole life.
Verse 3
By evening time guess what change?
Same people calling my name
“Brother pour something nah, just one”
I say, “Look how the table turn.”
Eating competition done and dusted
Everybody stuffed and busted
Now the real Olympics start
Who lasting longest with rhythm and heart?
Final Chorus (party mode)
🎶 Eating competition done, pack up the plate
🎶 Drinking competition now, don’t come late
🎶 No stress, no fight, just vibes and cheer
🎶 If you happy, raise something in the air
🎶 I don’t have a problem—clear disclaimer
🎶 I just know how to enjoy the flavour
🎶 Christmas morning, Guyana style
🎶 Laugh little, drink little… stay a while
Outro
Tomorrow we eating soup.
Today?
We living.
