Lyrics

Ah Ey girl it's been a minute since we kick it And its about time they ought to know who the sickest is That's me, that's you That's you, that's me Kjones be my name And they call me Cashy Right now itabidi uchill ndio me nirhyme I thought we was a team now you don't want me to shine Nah chill baby I was just kidding though You know I got your back whenever you want to kill 'em jones Oh so you a ride-or-die chic, On your side till death like a certified crip, And they can never touch you unless they wanna to die quick Nah they never seen a beat getting murdered like this Ay yo we sell on earth who's next to go on a beat first These rappers looking like a shorty with a cheap purse Okay so basically they need work cause I be kicking most of them And I can tell that's why your feet hurt Nah imma be okay mamacita Now let me hear you say my name mamacita Papa Jones No games mamacita And if they wanna work let them pay for a feature yoh Nakuru, Naivasha Kisumu, Mombasa Buru Kayole, West Madaraka South B Nairobi West, to Lang'ata East mpaka Westy Micasa Sucasa Nakuru, Naivasha Kisumu, Mombasa Eldi Bondo to Kitui hapo sasa Central na Western Pia washadata No matter where you're from you're Micasa Sucasa Ah and just know that if you believe that mi ndio king and ofcourse mi sirudili Na hao manigga walikuwa off saa hii warudi leave Chill na siasa hii sio Cord ama Jubilee Okay so you getting political now? Somebody had to address these political clowns You see them citizens is waiting for a miracle now That's enough so lets get lyrical now Check it I'm a lyrical picasso ka ni muziki mi nafanyia umati Wanafikiri ni vako wapige tizi hatupotezi wakati Utanipata nikihustle piga ratili utadhani ni za mihadarati Throne is mine hao ni dakika mbili ile design ya Bahati Kama si sisi, basi ni nani? Basi ni nani kama si sisi? Hii ni mazishi, na si utani Na si utani, hii ni mazishi Iz vipi tena nimeamua kuwapeleka rap race in that case mi nitawapatia zile mistari they cant trace first pace ivo ndio vile mi uwanga so they cant trace move back, songa kidogo maze mi nademand space Oh for real I thought you was gonna pass the ball But it's like you don't want me to rap at all Oh no nah baby I ain't mean that ish but on the real I really doubt you can spit that quick, I'm sick now I get down I run this town Man I flow for six rounds they love this sound For a gig? nothing less than 90 mil Chris Brown And when the queen talks I suggest you sit down This industry needs to be saved, I'm tired of seeing my people being treated this way I mean why are we gassing up all these foreign acts And when a Kenyan does it well Then they call it whack It's obvious that they decided to fall off-track But they said Hip Hop is dead But we brought it back Hol up, There's something I've been longing to say To all the Kenyan Djs saying they got nothing to play from the Kenyan market Why you gotta speak that way If we support each other we gon all eat that cake Ay yoh Nakuru, Naivasha Kisumu, Mombasa Buru Kayole, West Madaraka South B Nairobi West, to Lang'ata East mpaka Westy Micasa Sucasa Nakuru, Naivasha Kisumu, Mombasa Eldi Bondo to Kitui hapo sasa Central na Western Pia washadata No matter where you're from you're Micasa Sucasa Respect the G's Respect the OG's You already know Papa Jones up in the place The beautiful Miss Cashy Good Hip Hop music Let it flow
Writer(s): Brian Robert Ouko Omollo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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