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is my time 

She mix sprite wit her Barcardi 
She not my type, good luck Charlie 
Who gotta light? I got some Bob Marley 
Finish ever single blunt that

out marley's it's gas you can smell it on me
I seen a few niggas they tried to run up like as if they smelt bitch up on me 
Can't fuck with no niggas

the dance they do begin 
To the tune of the Elsie Marley 

When first I went down to the dirt 
I had no cowl nor pitshirt 
Now I've gotten two or three

Babylone, Ba-by-babylone 

Ok c'est parti man
J'pourrais dire que j'viens de Jamaïque
Mais c'est pas vrai
J'pourrais dire que j'fume la beuh héroïque
Mais

the sun
In the east, dancing in the west
Having fun
Pourin up liquor
Cuz I'm living to die
Smoking Bob Marley
No woman, no cry

She a day tripper, took

This is my time 

She mix sprite wit her Barcardi 
She not my type, good luck Charlie 
Who gotta light? I got some Bob Marley 
Finish ever single blunt

Frape ਦਿਲ ਕਰਦਾ
ਡੁੱਲ ਝੀਲ ਜੀਆ Hi ਅੱਖਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਮੁੰਡਾ ਡਰਦਾ
ਤੇਰੇ ਨਾਲ ਪੀਣ ਨੂੰ Frape ਦਿਲ ਕਰਦਾ
ਸਾਡੀ ਵੀ Romantic ਜਹੀ ਹੋ ਜੂ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ
ਸਾਡੀ ਵੀ Romantic ਜਹੀ ਹੋ ਜੂ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ
By

dive up in your pussy smoking on forbidden fruit like
When she comes its party
Clothes off her body
Only raw papers but she love them bob marley's
Dusse'

upping the forty, stick to his face, he ran a four flat
Ah, grabbing that lil’ bitch by the waist, can’t control that
Ah, going through transgressions

been restin
I'm going off in every session
I have an obsession, it's fueled by depression
But that doesn't phase me I use it as weapon
So let that be

ashes fall on heads of low classes

The reasons fall from the smoke of Marley’s records
teeth fall as they climb the amputations’ tower
the salvation’s

Mob like akatsuki
The clique be the posse
I pull to the party
I'm gone off the marley
The bitch want the body
But I cannot give it
I dip for

chop chop
Let me get a little intro I'm sorry
While I smoke a lot indo like Bob Marley
My dreams might end up
Life solving
Till then I gotta deal with

iwetowagba
This life wey we dey
Na god dey give us dey grace
Nor be by who hustle pass
Na only god na dey give us the gain
Am i a yahoo boy
Or do i look like

Marley Ranks
He used to live his whole life inside the bottom of a drink
He would wake up every morning pull a deposit up out of the bank
On the way

sensation
It's only common sense
The people's voice communicates the confirmation
Jah RasTafari
Found I .n. I Marley's One Love of Zion
Kept his audience in

Rodeo Rodeo Rodeo
Man like Marley
Man like kuti
Chants by Alexander ceedis

a rich a man of prophecy
given to him by his majesty 
to go throughout the world to make his music
into a painting, Globally
with a message, so plane

to the party, take shots of Barcadi
We blowing on Marley
You not getting no chips to the money you tardy
No keys my car push to start it
She sucking me good all

you need a friend 
All you need to do is call 
I'll be your lover and your handyman 

I'm broad nose black dude 
From Jamaica but love you 
Bob Marley's

it work music banging like a Harley
He think I'm a jerk he no rapper not hardly
With a dread head bad shawty not Marley
Rockstar made boy I'm feeling

for Marley and K too
I think me is the one that I stay to
I thank me I'm the one that I pray to
Matt you think you the man we can't save you
Nigga think

car
And you drove it off a cliff
And at a reggae concert
You knicked Bob Marley's spliff

Psychiatrists and doctors
Have had a look at you
They stated

Artista: Jey M
Título: Humo
Prod by. Came Beats X Manny Tun Tun
 
Intro : Jey M
Yaaahh Team Team Presi Money, skeet

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