Lyrics:
affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top
Tun Dem Ina root
Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di
step Ina shit
Hook
Yo man a gi dem heartache
Boat load a coke a guh a Haiti all day
Politician pan de pay roll a suh wi Rass great
Plus wi Neva lef e Hun
alone
Pointing your fingers wo nyɛɛ bɔne da aa make I get you a stone
God bless God say Man no be God anka if e lef you alone
We go make am in grand style
AINT GETTIN NO BREAD DATS A SHAME
WHEN YOU SPEAK ON MILLIONZ
JUST KNOW DA BULL BEEN GETTIN PAID
RAN IT UP TO DA CEILING DES BULLS INA BASEMENT, STILL
woulda no lef clues
Dagga ina Cana like mi name ah kuz
Put a Mattic to di dome mek a pussy Bwai snooze
Bitch turn up
Bag full a hunnids
Niggas fake
roll out
Twelve Glocks chromed out
Twenty-three pon mi feet
Mek di ground uz out
Add a zero to the maths
Mek you recap
Ting deep ina blood
Dawg Check di
Money man so mi keep a rubber band
No oder man she don’t want anoder bang
Haffi change da bedsheet cah mi lef your ting damp (ting damp)
Cloud 9
een a mi corner
Fi find out if mi bredren dem ina di lawn
Everywhere I look is pare scanking
I see no statue around, yeah
To ratid, I see girls a get
good enough, good enough
And to me there ain't no other
Baby you're good enough, good enough
In any type of weather
Baby you're good enough, good enough
commettie
Robbery, then vanity
N3 gama do enyanyagey kpor
Wo thojikuu wo thojikuu
Bloody things no sorries
We go drop one by one
And no sorries
Y33y3
Y33y3
couple shots
For a pussy ass rat hell naw you ain't gettin' no pass hell naw
I ain't comin' in last ina whip I'm movin' to fast dirty money
I'm gettin'
And there is no reason at all why
You can't leave here with me
In the meantime
Stay and let me watch you break it down
And dance gonna be okay (Oh oh)
Da da
then there really ain't no pressure
Someone's in the kitchen with Ina
Someone's in the kitchen with Ina
And I think that I know
(I know)
Private
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
glizzed
Close your eyes if you need it
I'm what you'll never be
I mean
I ain't somethang that you over seen
No cap, Big drip
Widda money that I make in
(don’t let me catch you outside)
Ima spin da block 2, 3, 4x (skrt skrrrt)
Split a nigga spine
Leave em’ laying ona ground
Now dat’ bitch ona T-Shirt (now
swear dey reckless wit dem sticks
Been da one
Ona 2's and 3's really it
Pouring up 4's
You can keep the fifths
6 different flavors
Got me heaven sent
I
and miss you
You and I
You lef' a fragrance inna mi room when you come by
You make mi flow like a balloon into the sky
Mi see mi bed, and miss you
You and I
)
They ain't used to
(Da da da da da)
They ain't used to
(Da da da)
They ain't used to
(Da da da da da)
One, two, three, drop
They ain't used to
(Nah nah)
when
We ain't have no equals
Way back
When those Haystacks
Ain't even have a needle
Searching for the point of this earth
Man I been lookin'
Been puttin'
like
No twitter fingers let the skeng's them fight
No verbal abuse I ain't a internet guys
1 time or 2 fucked the flake in the pot
3 time or 4
go get myself a job so I can make them bucks
But I don't give a fuck
No, I feel great
Bitch, I feel great
One, two, three, four
Some crazy-ass
banging bitches
riding ghost
pills n dope
leadz 2 overdose
no bro no
drink n drive
no go slow
waste my time
don’t don’t dont
take note
please
own 2 pants
Now me own 6pans n glocks
Chains got big rocks
Heavy like rick ross
Grills deh pan me canine,no fox
Benz ago push daag ano probox
Memba when
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