Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anashe Ithiel Chizhande
Songwriter
Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza
Songwriter
Lyrics
Yo Herc Cut The Lights
Wuhn Shot From The Chopper
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I went and fucked on a ten
She went and fucked on her friend
Both of my pockets got weights
I put them both in the gym
Talking my shit on a bass, nah nah
Talking my shit on a Spinz
I got bitches on my side just like my limbs
Might walk in this bitch all fly like I got wings
She call me him, she call me lord coz I got rings
She like my songs and when we fuck I make her sing
I turn her up, I make her buss it when she bend
She just want my bands
Can't fit in both hands
Can't fit in my pants
Militant Young Man
She said she can't stand me, nah
Here's a one night stand
I'm not like her man
He got one night swag
Feeling fly like-
Feeling fly like Pan, Peter
Michael Jack she a bad eater
I protect my bag, keeper
Black and white Doomed bag, zebra
All of my **** swag people
You and I Yang Ying, not equal
Fuck that **** up once, no sequel
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Written by: Anashe Ithiel Chizhande, Isaiah Nkhalo Zuza
