Reptile B'in En Sevilen Şarkıları
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Luke Douglas
Songwriter
Şarkı sözleri
Yo
Rep to the Tee tho...
Dont Ramp
Ay
Ay Fassy bwoi, put the
Money in the bag, I'm not the guy
Mi nuh tek no chat from nuh Pussy Bwoi
Got the glock in my Calvin's, say goodbye
Coz i
Rip and run like Omar likkle
Dun his dance I roll with my sickle
Dem yah Bwoi deh fragile and bitter
Tell a Stickman bwoi fi gwarn yam
Squash the beef? No my guy
I'm tryna settle this ting once and forever
Big Omar from the wire feenin for
Blood mi out fi dismember
Some neeky keyboard warrior sweating my name but where is your cheddar
He'll get hit in his back he got poked in his chin tell the jakes it's a 4 day
Some neeky keyboard warrior sweating my name but where is your cheddar
He'll get hit in his back he got poked in his chin tell the jakes it's a 4 day bender
Boom sawn off ting in the 4 door
Guts on the floor bro gimme the consoles
She got the 45 aimed at his bow tie
Little does he know i bugged the whole condo
I don't tell jokes, been on the roads
Hella cats wanna smoke I'm shotting like halo
Dons from east the legends they know me
D double, Ghetts, my cousin is
K... a rep to the... don't watch me i'm the rap game homunculus
Dem nah know bout the nights in the bando 19 packing packs for some
Like pack it, stash it, bag it, lemon on the market Tell Mutya come rass it
Grab him, have him, poke then splash him, trap him? Ten toes, jakes in the wagon
You better Harlem shake when I draw for the bow and arrow
Phone is on mute everyday fuck hellos
Smoke too much piff now I'm moving paro
I tell a prick get back, bring the bat to his headback
Tell a man chat to my neck back
Manna spit nails not blue tack, What, like gimme that
Crusty ass skin aren't you embarrassed
Doin up Randal, a coon like Harris
Shots to the face mek di pussyole vanish
As a likkle young man I didn't need meds
Sweets in the bag, stopped by the feds
Wanna see mi locked up, cripple in pen
Go ask Denzel, he dead
I was in Leyton man I weren't sleepin
Deya with broski, manaman eating
I was in the traphouse there was no heating
Any bright talk then a pagans bleeding
Reptile brazy, spit game bassy
Tell that battyman fi come trace me
Slumdog millionaire looking ass chief
Heard they were casting go chat to
Eurgh, who's the Op, where's the nonce, find the prick, when I catch
Mundoe slipping in Clapham, this time fassy boy I won't miss
Gun on my hip, scalpel his lip
Splash him and dip, mutilate him
Stashed in his boot, run me my zoot
Told the man twice, repeat myself?
Gun on my hip, scalpel his lip
Splash him and dip, mutilate him
Stashed in his boot, run me my zoot
Told the man twice, repeat myself?
Here for the bag mi di real don dada
When mi touch road them fassy boy scatter
Tryna get splashy lucozade grabber
Like Omar likkle, nuh Bwoi can chat
Beef with the gyalli? that don't even reach me
Rolled you a zoobie baby come link me
Send the road girls if cutey gets lairy
But I know a bitch and the bwoi name Owen
Been a gay male I don't watch that
Streets been cold, them niggas all fear me
King of the pack one day like
Chasing the gwap he's talking bout twos me
Issa battyboy ting
Tell the mandem issa battyboy ting
Know I'm dere with dem battyboy tings
And if you don't like that, drink the bleach ting
Writer(s): Brandon Douglas
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