Tekst Utworu

(False start) wagwan, killy, killy Ayo, wagwan, my pardie Wagwan, killy, killy? I be gettin' busy (woi, yesss) Catch me in the city, downtown brickie (woi) Need one milli', two milli', act silly (woi) Summertime, pull up on them bikes willy nilly Ayo, wagwan, my pardie? (What's good?) What's good, my chargie? (Ay) You know that we load it right, yeah, with the forty Outside never pretty, vroom-skrrt in the city (ay) Reminiscin' on days I used to serve the nitties B-b-big cheese, now I'm makin' money like I'm Diddy (yes) Bad B says she want a piece of my willy (ah) Ride, ride, ride, come and ride it like a jillie (skrrr) Big 45, make him dance like Shiggy I got a big back blick ting that fiends for my willy (fiend) Tell her chill out and stop movin' so silly (ya better chill out) The 45 good, but the spinner so pretty (brrr) Tell her man chill out, I might leave here with her (woo!) Wagwan, killy, killy? Ayo, wagwan, my pardie? You see, tonight man might lock off this party Who's outside? Two man, no army Get 'round there whoever done this party (boom) We black-a-black-a-b-black-a-black-a-b-black-a The killys rinse off the clip when they come around (come around) I'm from A-town, get down or lay down Back out and spray rounds, hassle, a slap bound (grrrt grrrrt) Oi, slap it, slap it Dargie, slap it Habada mukta, man, you know this ting ain't jammin' Kickback mad, so we say it's Van Damme-in' Tell a man, "Back up now or you will have it" Back up, back up, back up Pussy, fall back Make man jump off the wall like Humpty Humpty Dumpty, cap him with a pumpy Ambush jumpy, give me the pumpy Wagwan, killy, killy? Ayo, wagwan, my pardie? You see, tonight man might lock off this party Who's outside? Two man, no army Get 'round there whoever done this party (boom) Still up in the hood, I'm on the backroads (woi) No money made, I ain't goin' back home (woi) Oboe (oboe) backroad (backroad) Don man (woi woi) Wagwan, killy, killy? Ayo, wagwan, my pardie? You see, tonight man might lock off this party Who's outside? Two man, no army Get 'round there whoever done this party (boom) Brrrrkta live in the flesh Tell a man say it with your chest Or I'm sprayin' the woofwoof everywhere Tell a man be prepared Or be sacred Cah da mukta gettin' dash off a bumbaclaat weh Yeah
Writer(s): Agassi Odusina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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