Lyrics:
ain't tryna hang all on the hang man
Off of the ac, don't know how to act yea
Uh, huh
I could tell you how I feel
Or you could find out by using them
ain't tryna hang all on the hang man
Off of the ac, don't know how to act yea
Uh, huh
I could tell you how I feel
Or you could find out by using them
dreadlocks got wet
ch man a listen truly and truly and true true
Wet dreadlocks
Ha ha
Rastaman don't laff pls come over and help me squeeze it
Jah
By
man
Mans don't care what it cost him
He don't really care about the profit
Money grow on trees in the motherland
Cleopatra
You'll get seduced by
everyday the ghetto youths dead up
[Verse 1]
Mi ask the leader
Him a di arranger
Fi mek poor people surround by danger
Fly an the roach an giant
the Iron Man suit
Taking an old cadence
And keeping it new
Took the whole Coocoos Nest
Jetted out and I flew
Don't be mad at me
Cuz I said your Washed Up
party ndakesha
Pesa pesa banger
Hit nukuri man mubi ndatesa
Nijye Rapper w’umu Banker ,
B*tch sinkikeneye no gu pusha (Kush)
Faty,Nounou,Bella
Ntago
this
We got my mella yella boy on the drums, We got Stan "the Guitar Man"
Dropping the rhythm. We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole
Jay be rocking out bitch please don't get me started (started)
If I want to crash the party nigga crash the party (woo)
I can't stop this rapping until
on the edge
Green dollars splurged all on embellishments
My fellowship paid, don't need to cop my fellas shit
Scoopin' hoes in the party, some Cinderella shit
Kid you as sweet as a kiwi, face it, you not me, nigga
Ladi-dadi, the Gods like to party
We don't cause trouble, but we will make you a body
bars
Uptown, where you ten toes down
Or a nigga underground where the roots don't bend far
Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown, Cup Brown
Uptown,
man last in line
His back in black and he will be back
Yeah here come to snuff the rooster
cnd we are blind so we don't wanna get up
It's one of those
She's gonna cut my head off
But I don't care, I don't care
She's gonna cut my head off
But I don't care
They say, "You clean up nice
You look
see why you think that you love me
Oh and by the way I know you don't love me
Sleep through the day party at night
Got you a bitch made her your wife
out like a white man band
That's a joke
I hope I don't offend my white man fans
The smoke is in the air
Like a hype mans hands
The mic is a deadly
shades well cover my eyes
But how me move me can’t cover my high
Party tun ova
Music well high
Even tho she got a man
Baby come and say hi
Baby come close
even more
But it's a hot girl summer I completely understand
You don't wanna be held down by any kind of man
We got one bad bitch at the party on her
feelin' lonely like a sock with no shoe
Everyone talking at my party but I'm sad
Cause I don't wanna get no older
I wanna stay young forever but God got
next bar don't
Think I'm talkin bout sleep
I know man behind four brick walls
That do not get no sleeve
The boidem are onto us like I
Done a flow from
GQ
Peeping out these industries freaks wearing
Dresses you can see through
Hammer time, I'm ready to party
Afterwards get naughty
Let's wear our
tend to come around
They wanting you for sure
That party last way more
Never ending is norm
Sure sure
Bitches by the dozen galore
The way they shake that
party, so don't you worry
Bustin' all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss
'Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst
Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body
The man with the plan and the man demands you
Leave the smack and the crack for the wack
Or the vile and the nine; keep a smile like that
Leave the knife
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