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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Andrae Whittaker
Andrae Whittaker
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Andrae Whittaker
Andrae Whittaker
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God kill me if a lie mi tell Seet deh, mi up inna dem town A wah do bloodclaat dis chargie? Chat, bad man mi inna unu town bro Bloodclaat unu deh chargie, stop from hide bro (Lone big breeze, inna dem town, hype dem a hype (pussy unu shub out nuh man) All now wi can't see dem (A lone big breeze inna unu town) Jesus Christ (Wah do unu man, unu a hide) Please stop e cappin Bwoy, please stop e cappin Mi own house inna yard & foreign Yeah di don solid Top capper dem, yuh see a top capper dem Nah build nuh house & dem can't buy a bed Hype dem a hype, wid dem friend tings Wi nuh frighten fi bwoy, not a links Dеm pussy nah nuh cash (Bruck) Wah yuh have, wah yuh know bout squash 80 grand wah mi pay fi mi watch A bare rifle mi put pon di block Bwoy you a lapsе Hmph, fuck dem gyal pon mi snap Mi a sip henny & she a lick cock 6ixx inna Miami, yuh better pay tax Spread e word, top shottas is back Big breeze, man inna dem town Yeah di 6ix real Tell dem nuh fi fuck round wid di rich team And di Killas dem out, when di chip squeeze A somebody touch ground Big breeze, man inna dem town Yeah di 6ix real Tell dem nuh fi fuck round (Capper dem bredda, nuh listen to dem) Portion a shot Inna mi Porsche & a chop 6ix lock e city, dem a post & cap From mi seh di word, every road affi block Mi inna unu town, unu shub up unu bat Brick inna mi pocket, gyal a choke pon mi cock Can't tek e bag a chatting, gwan smoke unu crack Dem nuh deh pon fi mi level, unu know unu flop Tell e cat seh fi run dung di rat Dem pussy nah nuh cash (Bruck) Wah yuh have, wah yuh know bout squash 80 grand wah mi pay fi mi watch A bare rifle mi put pon di block Bwoy yuh a lapse Hmph, fuck dem gyal pon mi snap Mi a sip henny & she a lick cock 6ixx inna Miami, yuh better pay tax Spread e word, top shottas is back Big breeze, man inna dem town Yeah di 6ix real Tell dem nuh fi fuck round wid di rich team And di Killas dem out, when di chip squeeze A somebody touch ground Big breeze, man inna dem town Yeah di 6ix real Tell dem nuh fi fuck round
Writer(s): Justin Junagadala, Daryl Wade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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