Texty

Nope Fada dey dig dey pit and dey waiting to see mi fall in it My God but any shot fada god you calling it (dem ah wi) I swear (yuh right hand pon yuh heart) Di ghetto bible seh Ah next man nuh fi bad mind ah next mon Ova him tings stop gwaan like yuh sex mon Dats why yuh inna sex can Hate yuh when yuh up, dem waan fi si yuh down Dats why dem come ah temp mi Right now mi ting buck and mi don't give ah fuck I might just buy ah Bentley Dem know mi ah di boss fi di century Every gyal ah come ah seh dem waan gimmi plenty Yes ah story ah old documentary Done played out from 1920 Fassyhole don't call mi nuh brother Caw wi never born from di same woman A fassy hole waan mash up yuh life And ah carry grudge worster dan woman Dem could ah neva, eva, eva, stay round mi None ah dem couldn't trick or clown wi Wi bad, dem couldn't bring dat woman Inna Worl'boss Wi nuh inna ah the he seh, she seh Everybody know seh ah bad from ah mi seh Dem bwoy deh ah si, si di G deh Lock dem up si di key deh Mister fassyhole weh ah smile and ah pree mi And ah do tings fi yo wife ah nuh pree mi Yo soft like paper towel, man ah steely Read di lines dis ah your lines really (My God) yo si Jah nah mek mi suffer and him nah mek yuh be mi Mi swear and ah straight to di top anytime when yuh see mi (my God) Every day dem ah fight and yuh know who real (dem ah wi) Dem same one eat from yo hand dem too fucking greedy So ah next mon Buss ah badmind ah next mon Ova him tings stop gwaan like yuh sex mon Dey laugh dem ah less mon Fassyhole don't call mi nuh brother Caw wi never born from di same woman A fassy hole waan mash up yuh life And ah carry grudge worster dan woman Dem could ah neva, eva, eva, stay round mi None ah dem couldn't trick or clown wi Wi bad, dem couldn't bring dat woman
Writer(s): David Brooks, Jordan Gregory Mcclure, David Spencer Hayle, Kerishma Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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