Lyrics:
Living and dying by word of the boss
Hard working healers acceptable loss
More like a head with its chicken cut off
Save the world's we'd like
(One, two, three, four)
I can never fall down
When I know the world could be mine
If we're gonna fly now
Then I need you by my side
Way up in the sky
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station
H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
my Dad and my family don Dey scare me
Big ups to DJ Perbi ,O5 Burna That's my dawg
Move out the slums I'm a yardie
Dance to the rhythm and blues
Dance
the joint like a paid schooler
Give me all my chedder in fives
Light blue, five fifty by the door, I had my ho with the nine
How you feeling soldier? Fill
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
Got a real fine freak with a real big butt
She gets real ill when she hears my cut
Got two Cadillac's one blue, one gold
With straps on the back
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
DJ said i couldn't do it so i had to bite back
Niggas probably think i'm finished so i had to bite back
They was stingy with the pennies so i had
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station
H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
Shaikh zayed road, Dubai by night
Good life, good life
Good life (Dubai by night, by night)
Good life, good life (classe g)
Good life (Dubai by
from?)
"Je veux te piloter, piloter" (yeah)
"J'te donnerai everything, everything" (I got you)
J'lui ai dit "bébé, bébé" (bébé, bébé)
"Tu sais qu't'es
got Bobby by the pound, King of SC
DJ Skrew up in the gallon, bitch the game belongs to me,
I got...
HOOK:
Money on the Dress, Drive a Compressor
Top
I just want Jose Luis money
Big Vic Money
That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's
Want Domencio Money
Black Jus Money
Boy George money you
goes by the name of Dylan
Killa like I'm Dyla in Manilla
Thrill her with the scrilla
Got her tail Brazilla Chinchilla
Chin checker didn't kill her but I
good vibes
I give it to you sweet vibes
Take am dey play by heart
Sweet melody oo
No be blues or jazz
No be soup for rice
My other guyz don cast
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station
H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
World (DJ Scream)
Where's Dolph?
(Dolph) Where the hell is Dolph? (Dolph)
Last month I got so high
I went to Pluto and got lost
Welcome back, Dolph party
She took a double barrel twelve gauge buck shot to her alarm clock
She'll kill that George Strait baby blue with one shot.
She was a cussin'
Blue's back, comin' with the heat right now
I don't even wanna hear the talk right now
New track bitch, take a seat right now
Imma show y'all how
These niggas ain't shit, yea, don't know why they hatin' on me
I'ma run up that money, I still be stuntin'
Got blue faced hunnids on me
I'ma keep goin'
on my bigger stash
I see it play by play waiting on that perfect pass
Rushing to the goal line step swift rush fast
It's like the business this music
mofo's
Prêts à drive by sur le fly avec le 4'4
Versace, Versace, verse à chier
Toujours le même flow pis votre flow est à chier
Nine millimeters, my
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