Lirik

(It sounds like Nyge) Listen (grrr) Ko-Lee noodles for lunchtime, yuck, I remember (yuck) It's a G-Wag' ting, this truck is a blender The opps can't see my agenda You need control in the T, no Tempah The Waps '06 and the spins not cleanser No condolment, watch how talk, brother, that's my member Rotate, can I got plenty, old friends envy Good cah the 45 lengthy Aim for your garms and head, see car, see red I'm loose, couldn't draw us to him Police that come by just see pop shine, get me Fightin' the court, no Jet Li I got my leng ting pissed, but I love when she calls that sexy Come to the centre Pull up and creep Cah they watch how we shake up their block no Jenga (grrr) This opp block and teachin' Cah my G bang off the real extender (grrr) Sweet one come too fleeky My badina had to keep her tender Come through, but the hotline tweekin' Gyal, receive love from a real Eastender Gyal, come to the real Eastender I come with an unknown shooter, I do it myself, but I'm well known, P You ain't put in no elbow grease, I buss my gun 'fore I buss my teeth I came in the game on E, that was 60 of each in my Levi's jeans I came off of green white B, I'm a area boy, no green white green Just give me the drop and they're goin' there I ain't tryna go jail, it's cold in there I was banged up with Flex, I had cold to spare Man's blowin' up now, it's only fair RM here and Rollie there Still smokey like Yogi Bear I think that I'm money just show me where Think that I'm money just show me where (where) Oh, yeah, I think that I'm money Oh, yeah, I think that I'm money Oh, yeah, I think that I'm money Boom, boom, boom Pull up and creep Cah they watch how we shake up their block no Jenga (grrr) This opp block and teachin' Cah my G bang off the real extender (grrr) Sweet one come too fleeky My badina had to keep her tender Come through, but the hotline tweekin' Gyal, receive love from a real Eastender Gyal, come to the real Eastender Pull up and creep Cah they watch how we shake up their block no Jenga (grrr) This opp block and teachin' Cah my G bang off the real extender (grrr) Sweet one come too fleeky My badina had to keep her tender Come through, but the hotline tweekin' Gyal, receive love from a real Eastender Gyal, come to the real Eastender, uhh (It sounds like Nyge)
Writer(s): Nyandoro Kelly, Daniel Lena, Jamel Bousbaa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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