歌词

Yo, Bermuda Music Yuh sih Yo, Unknown T (Ay, Tefo made this one) Yuh sih Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp Grrrr, mmhuph, listen All my gun boys crash on peds And they slap with tek, I'm so impressed Pretty gyal wan' a goon, and I love double pierced Gyal, show that breast Doowap one ping with the mask on deck That's two double 0 K-miles on a trek It's kung fu when I boot that trap Tell the nit back, "Show them pebs" Wollan Its kung fu, when I boot that trap .32 on my lap wanna kick like Jet Li Cocktail date got the thing on me I still got smoke don't stress me Got enough on my plate but the opps wan' test me Scheme, then rev out the ride like Dezzie It's' 021, what you know about pressi' Beat at the opps then we ball out plenty Head shell True me number one them get vex Mix new wid old fashion an set trend Alien wid big ole Glock under me belt set Wull di suspense, nun expected Bare gyal fi fuck, mi don haffi text dem Me will buss head wid di old Keltec Bay don know how we cold and well dread All my gun boys crash on peds And they slap with tek, I'm so impressed Pretty gyal wan' a goon, and I love double pierced Gyal, show that breast Doowap one ping with the mask on deck That's two double 0 K-miles on a trek It's kung fu when I boot that trap Tell the nit back, "Show them pebs" Wollan Yuh doh haffi ask fi mi gun dem deh Spain town, seh fi tell some boy, weh a talk bout bad Mi fi run dem weh Brand new Glock fulla nine ball And me two clip dem and me move wid sense From a proving den, roll out from a boy Move him dead Listen See, the opps love talk, go lift up your jumpers Bare torn wounds and punctures No need contour, can you arch back, pumpkin She holds one tap, this badeen wan' function No stack, are you broke? Go re-up A lump sum, crash like two at your dum dum She wan' more cocky, your friend keep crawling She keeps stalling, she loves obstruction Extension, dis di EastSyde Den a bare dead man Pan wid di clip start drain headback Dem pussy deh nuh bad dem 'fraid like gyal Helicopter suh the chopper sound, when we roll out when yuh see the alien man Big fat shot inna the SLR mag Kill dem a weed we go blaze after plain as that Fill up the mash, gang do the conduction I just wan' top, gyal I need concussion She got big breasts, now she want reduction What will I do when the machine needs some tucking Your body don't need no adjusting Kneels on toes, cah my yard ting bruck it We tour on the opp block, blew out the Corsa Duss it Bleaching cream, suh me put shot all over dem skin with the big .16 Love shoot boy make the lidung and bleed Satan cyan say him evil than me GCT, one plus tax, me nuh 'fraid a dem now Inna them head shot a make hole Diss man, dem a dead inna dem town All my gun boys crash on peds And they slap with tek, I'm so impressed Pretty gyal wan' a goon, and I love double pierced Gyal, show that breast Doowap one ping with the mask on deck That's two double 0 K-miles on a trek It's kung fu when I boot that trap Tell the nit back, "Show them pebs" Wollan
Writer(s): Daniel Lena, Emwah Warmington, Tefo Mathlodi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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