Lyrics:
a man inna mi life
Rude boy, it is a pity
I say, it is a pity, you already have yuh wife
And me have a one man inna mi life
Rude boy, it is a pity
I
Rude boy uzi wrapped around bullet satchel
Slide up no hands we will snatch you
Drama that I rose from any man goes dumb
Drive by what bitch we do
RudeBoii I fuck with this.
Ya rude boy no fuck with this.
And I’m pulling strings plenty strings like a puppetist.
No...I had enough of this.
You don’t wanna
ting
(No) , rude boy, we ain't got choice (No)
We still gotta chase from the gun boys
(Gun boys)
And we still get 'round with mad toys
(Mad toys)
Bro's
shit
Tuck in and claim that kick
Now let me see you talk shit
You always call me dude
You never call me by my name
California rude boy
I'm headed for
save whooo, save and secure
Only you alone can noke di rude boy door
Yes you save whooo, save and secure
Of this a loving Women give me more and more
Yes
[Intro: Pimpin' Ken]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet
You know what
like kamikaze
Inside boy, yeah
I said I'ma
Inside boy, yeah
You don't know me
That's that new new rich
Here we do it in Louie
Like a ru-rude
Yah... Baby don't, baby don't. Yeah
Rude boy thing
Baby don't play me, don't play me (That a big man thing)
Baby don't play me, don't play me (You
Yah... Baby don't, baby don't. Yeah
Rude boy thing
Baby don't play me, don't play me (That a big man thing)
Baby don't play me, don't play me (You
Rude Boy Style
Honesty a de best policy,
so me come fe tell ono de truth 'bout me
All leggo beast dem bettah fi step back,
becah original DR. RING
Being a kid in a cold world
Messed up and cruel
Don't take him for a fool
Labeled lame wanted to hang with the cool kids
But di rude boy got di
while I dunk
I only do what I want
I can never do a fuck
Everything you make is junk
Bitch, this black boy takin' back punk
(This black boy takin' back
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
never tried to holla
We can spend a couple million actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn, beep beep, I'll follow
Have you up in my driveway by
boy for life, always running into worries and strife
Rude boy for life always walking on the edge of a knife
Top shotter outer road dem, jusa gwoen
Shit down pon mi cocky
Cack up yuh bumpa and mek mi slap it
Grab yuh by your hair even though its knotty
Mi dont discriminate mi like dem fatty
Tik Tacki
You talkin no proof bitch I’m by my lonely
Yeah this music my soul food
Boy this shit be my go to
Why you been actin so rude
You been talkin with no
by Myself is additional
Ya girl got my song on repeat Say my Sound is essential
I'm rude and I'm Arrogant like Granny
Ain't raise ya boy up With No
names
I came up in this game
Rude boy I don’t say no names
Verse
Please forgive me I’m never sober and I don’t know you by name
I remember the day I
know it's hot, yes you have been warned
That's what you get when you call the JragonBorn
No solitude, for brawlish feuds
Call this rude, I'm all with new
with it by the way
I talk it like I did it 'cause I lived it by the way
Young, the boy might go nuts
Whole sale niggas just like donuts
Creme be crispy
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
Nah, me never bad for me bad
But know what happens when you raised in North West, rude boy
WSTRN season
Nah, we don't need a reason
That's just
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