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Don - Gangster Fever Lyrics



Don - Gangster Fever Lyrics
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(Fever)
Yea
I swear to Jah i'll leave you lone
Ain't no telling when you coming home come in hugging on me smelling like cologne
Bitch its 7 in the morn
I hope that he be making you moan
Really hope he make you feel at home
Got me sittin all alone
With these thoughts in my head
Somebody finna end up dead I swear
In what world is it ok
Get the f*ck outta my face who you playing was I born yesterday
And I think its safe to say
Feeling like you crowding my space
Bag lady didn't you wanna run away
Don't you start that crying
Oh now you testifying
Ya time is up I dont need ya
Think I'm coming down with gangster fever
Coming down
(Look alive)
Fever
(Ball so hard with my hands to the skies when you look me in the eyes is ya- is ya- gonna-)
Fever
Comin down
Fever
(Then I wonder why on some nights I had to cry and we never really got the chance to even say goodbye)
Fever
Yeah
Fever
(Rule number ain't no bitch imma chase yea)
Rule number 1 ain't no bitch imma chase yea
Rule number 2 don't forget it by the way
And now you tryna worry bout who all in my face yea
Don't you worry cause she finna take your place yea
Step outta the way I'm tryna see who next up
Damn right chick that's a bet imma flex up
You was just a dime but I'm finna run this check up
And I'm wishing you best luck
Think I need a check up
For this gangster fever
I'm going over the meter
(Ball so hard with my hands to the-)
Coming down
(Look me in the-)
Yea
(Would you tell me-)
Fever
Yea
Don't you start that crying
Oh now you testifying
Ya time is up I dont need ya
Think I'm coming down with gangster fever
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(Fever)
Yea
I swear to Jah i'll leave you lone
Ain't no telling when you coming home come in hugging on me smelling like cologne
Bitch its 7 in the morn
I hope that he be making you moan
Really hope he make you feel at home
Got me sittin all alone
With these thoughts in my head
Somebody finna end up dead I swear
In what world is it ok
Get the f*ck outta my face who you playing was I born yesterday
And I think its safe to say
Feeling like you crowding my space
Bag lady didn't you wanna run away
Don't you start that crying
Oh now you testifying
Ya time is up I dont need ya
Think I'm coming down with gangster fever
Coming down
(Look alive)
Fever
(Ball so hard with my hands to the skies when you look me in the eyes is ya- is ya- gonna-)
Fever
Comin down
Fever
(Then I wonder why on some nights I had to cry and we never really got the chance to even say goodbye)
Fever
Yeah
Fever
(Rule number ain't no bitch imma chase yea)
Rule number 1 ain't no bitch imma chase yea
Rule number 2 don't forget it by the way
And now you tryna worry bout who all in my face yea
Don't you worry cause she finna take your place yea
Step outta the way I'm tryna see who next up
Damn right chick that's a bet imma flex up
You was just a dime but I'm finna run this check up
And I'm wishing you best luck
Think I need a check up
For this gangster fever
I'm going over the meter
(Ball so hard with my hands to the-)
Coming down
(Look me in the-)
Yea
(Would you tell me-)
Fever
Yea
Don't you start that crying
Oh now you testifying
Ya time is up I dont need ya
Think I'm coming down with gangster fever
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Writer: Don Aalasé
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Performed By: Don
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Don Aalasé

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