(Ayy, Rocky, this wavy)
(Tyy on the beat)
Uh
Ayy
Get back
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
Ay, ay caramba
Got some big batty girl with bumper
I let her leave with my kids in her mouth
No, I never let her leave with my jumper (no way)
Spark that shit like thunder, burn man's bro like ganja
I wonder wonder how many opps got done last summer
Bang that shit, I'm a drummer, I'm a young president where I'm from, Obama
What a bummer, he should have turnt pack like his brother
Sucker, sucker, you know all pies come Pukka
GB's nearly turnt and pack as well, what a lucky f*cker
Brown one, she a dirty ucker, cant lie, she's criss like Tucker
Bare opps get spread like butter, nutter, slap, don't left that cutter
Run, run man down with smokers lungs I'm really up front like Salah
Show them skill, now they doing up legs like Farah
Getting loved by some boujee bitches (boujee)
Life's kinda changed and I don't even know how the boy turnt pack (how)
It's kinda strange
I done it in a f*ck off range and I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST go blammed in his face, silly, and then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down (yes)
Get back 'cause we got (yes)
And they ain't done shit for the friend all now, he's ashamed
We scored points they claim but we gave it to them for the undies sake
Bro back-backed it and slapped it right in front of the undies face
Bust-bust that case, no evy, evy, press that off, get shelly, shelly
Head, chest, back and belly belly, now the drill's on telly
We don't touch kids R Kelly, I'm tryna do man's like boss like Belly
(I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly)
But he ain't tryna go out wrong like Melly
Pack coming in smelly
I still stir food like delis
It weren't no normal ambulance, he got picked by heli'
I've seen man shake like jelly, two hands on a ting and get shelly
They're not ready, I been on the 8 and 6 already
Mask on like Freddy, so the cameras can't see fully
I've been disturbing London, I ain't talking Dumi
Niggas turn fake for the pussy, facts
Niggas just change for the pussy (no lie)
Me, I wont change for the pussy, facts
I'm just getting paid like a booky
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
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(Ayy, Rocky, this wavy)
(Tyy on the beat)
Uh
Ayy
Get back
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
Ay, ay caramba
Got some big batty girl with bumper
I let her leave with my kids in her mouth
No, I never let her leave with my jumper (no way)
Spark that shit like thunder, burn man's bro like ganja
I wonder wonder how many opps got done last summer
Bang that shit, I'm a drummer, I'm a young president where I'm from, Obama
What a bummer, he should have turnt pack like his brother
Sucker, sucker, you know all pies come Pukka
GB's nearly turnt and pack as well, what a lucky f*cker
Brown one, she a dirty ucker, cant lie, she's criss like Tucker
Bare opps get spread like butter, nutter, slap, don't left that cutter
Run, run man down with smokers lungs I'm really up front like Salah
Show them skill, now they doing up legs like Farah
Getting loved by some boujee bitches (boujee)
Life's kinda changed and I don't even know how the boy turnt pack (how)
It's kinda strange
I done it in a f*ck off range and I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST go blammed in his face, silly, and then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down (yes)
Get back 'cause we got (yes)
And they ain't done shit for the friend all now, he's ashamed
We scored points they claim but we gave it to them for the undies sake
Bro back-backed it and slapped it right in front of the undies face
Bust-bust that case, no evy, evy, press that off, get shelly, shelly
Head, chest, back and belly belly, now the drill's on telly
We don't touch kids R Kelly, I'm tryna do man's like boss like Belly
(I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly)
But he ain't tryna go out wrong like Melly
Pack coming in smelly
I still stir food like delis
It weren't no normal ambulance, he got picked by heli'
I've seen man shake like jelly, two hands on a ting and get shelly
They're not ready, I been on the 8 and 6 already
Mask on like Freddy, so the cameras can't see fully
I've been disturbing London, I ain't talking Dumi
Niggas turn fake for the pussy, facts
Niggas just change for the pussy (no lie)
Me, I wont change for the pussy, facts
I'm just getting paid like a booky
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
(Tyy on the beat)
Uh
Ayy
Get back
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
Ay, ay caramba
Got some big batty girl with bumper
I let her leave with my kids in her mouth
No, I never let her leave with my jumper (no way)
Spark that shit like thunder, burn man's bro like ganja
I wonder wonder how many opps got done last summer
Bang that shit, I'm a drummer, I'm a young president where I'm from, Obama
What a bummer, he should have turnt pack like his brother
Sucker, sucker, you know all pies come Pukka
GB's nearly turnt and pack as well, what a lucky f*cker
Brown one, she a dirty ucker, cant lie, she's criss like Tucker
Bare opps get spread like butter, nutter, slap, don't left that cutter
Run, run man down with smokers lungs I'm really up front like Salah
Show them skill, now they doing up legs like Farah
Getting loved by some boujee bitches (boujee)
Life's kinda changed and I don't even know how the boy turnt pack (how)
It's kinda strange
I done it in a f*ck off range and I'm pissed that I never got to add that K
ST go blammed in his face, silly, and then he got blammed again
Get back 'cause we got down (yes)
Get back 'cause we got (yes)
And they ain't done shit for the friend all now, he's ashamed
We scored points they claim but we gave it to them for the undies sake
Bro back-backed it and slapped it right in front of the undies face
Bust-bust that case, no evy, evy, press that off, get shelly, shelly
Head, chest, back and belly belly, now the drill's on telly
We don't touch kids R Kelly, I'm tryna do man's like boss like Belly
(I'm tryna do man's boss like Belly)
But he ain't tryna go out wrong like Melly
Pack coming in smelly
I still stir food like delis
It weren't no normal ambulance, he got picked by heli'
I've seen man shake like jelly, two hands on a ting and get shelly
They're not ready, I been on the 8 and 6 already
Mask on like Freddy, so the cameras can't see fully
I've been disturbing London, I ain't talking Dumi
Niggas turn fake for the pussy, facts
Niggas just change for the pussy (no lie)
Me, I wont change for the pussy, facts
I'm just getting paid like a booky
I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I will never leave my bro that's mudu
Jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
She got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu