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How dem fi drop mi And a nuh dem pick mi up Chat dem a talk but mi a nuh mascut How dem fi drop mi And a nuh dem pick mi up True mi money get nough How dem fi drop mi And mi don't get chip up Drop mi a drop, but mi don't feel the drop How dem fi drop mi Caw mi nuh mascut Right now fi mi life must get catch up (1) Bop, Bop, Bop, you a the don, true you got the plan Got the whole world in the palm a yo hand Claa in session, country man flexx Straight from the gully yo the top they never had Round of applause for the captain Lie you wanna track wid the queen of the Atlantic I don't know if they ready for the classic Well clen I ain't talking bout no fabrics I ain't playing with no magic You playing wrong you go hear from the casket The money come, money go, money stock it Some of dem will never get the habit You too bad mind naw go play up in the traffic Free flow I wouldn't give it if I had it Ain't nobody in my lane go be the passage I just handle the flame and I flash it From the gully to the money Benz man a drive, man naw drive sunny Yow straight mi straight, mi nuh funny Vex dem vex true Gully Bop start meck money Shi a the queen a the Atlantic And mi know seh the girl fantastic The mount a money weh shi meck dem in a elastic Even paw radio shi move drastic Acam creeping in the dark like am Rambo Am the certified boss nuh scandal I record in Jamaica they go hear it in Orlando Bop, Bop, CDL they cant let go Grab the wheel we go circle like the feris wheel I take shots at the go from the mid field I put my lyrics on the riddim wid a tight seal The flow sick and am looking for queel (Repeat) (Repeat 1) (Repeat)
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Robert Lee Malcolm Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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