Lyrics:
This is the Puna Boy Anthem
Yessah Blessah
What's up boys
Hou brah hope you ready for this one
Uh huh, Puna boys
And this the remix baby
All my
butt
She a thot just the thought of a thot gets me hot i grab my rod, she has a great bod, fuck i'm so hot
Now jerk me off on top of this parking lot
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
Who dat, who dat?
Hey, who dat, who dat? That nigga you been waitin' for
I mean the shit was all bad just
and wear a dress
So its no contest
When it comes to this shit
I strive for the best
And never settle for less
Live life with no regrets
No debts and no
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
Airs (check)
Mean bucket (uh huh)
Armadale in the club, couple of duckets (yeah)
Couple chicks by my side, let's ride
All I need
That new coupe (got
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The Fad Of The Land
I'm a marinade
Of what's hot this
im randy
Caught yo bitch sandy
Ate her like candy
Ko the shit like i was randy
In the mix of this shit
Shit can get out of handy
Wait do they know who
im randy
Caught yo bitch sandy
Ate her like candy
Ko the shit like i was randy
In the mix of this shit
Shit can get out of handy
Wait do they know who
Through a b**** is how I met that n**** with a baby 'fro
Mariner's Village has in it bassas who look for blow
I was by the mailboxes when asked where
wire
Live wire!
I'm a live wire
Live wire!
I'm a live wire
Live wire!
Holy smoke and sweet desire
Like a hot rod baby?
Oh stick this in your
your beats are for bars
Cause DNA can never live in a cell
If you ain't got no heart nigga
If y'all wanna know why I brung
All this to the center stage
Well I have been in here for two or three days and they
won't let me out! No. They've left me stuck in this here studio and what can I do but mumble
live through the madness
Write ballads
Empowering lives affected, Tragic
I'm cocoa powder, Flow Niagara, Falls power
For more, Energy, Supplying
Than
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
'm a live wire
(Live wire)
I'm a live wire
(Live wire)
Holy smoking sweet desire
Like a hot rod baby
Oh stick this in you're fuse box
Oh cooler than a buny
(it's shock)
treatment offered by the weekend
this still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my
one, they ask me for another
Sorry brother, can't make the music fast as you need me to
Gotta live a little, slow down, can't be speedin' through
These
bitch on my dick giving slop top
Or you are not hot
HA HA, laugh to the bank I get guap guap
And this shit will not stop
Come up, Re-up on bud & some new
Bro certified behind the wheel, them bullets flying, ayy
I know I say this every time, we really live the life of crime
Load it up, dust 'em (ashes),
Can’t shed no tears in the drop top
Can’t cry when I’m rolling in a hot rod
With a fly honey dip she's a hotshot
Put the spice on top like hot sauce
Shed
Yo
Yo, Drew and Inf', did this, this right here is crazy
I feel big, you know what I mean?
Like not-not big in the sense of weight, you know what
a lightning rod
Go and put your pride
Up on the flag pole
So we can start a mutiny
When we set them goals
I'm blowin pine from the blue line
Pass it off for
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