Lyrics:
still a donny like Mozart
Early twenties, I was raving to Fly By
When I wasn't hungry for Wi-Fi
Playing CDs from my hi-fi
I love an action movie
hardcore
Dr Frabs insane on this one
Ladies catch me if ya'll can
It's Sati Records baby
Omo mo like bootie yen gan men
Mofe fi she office
To ba ro iro
walking with a solo swag
You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah
In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah
Give you a bird's eye view of the streets
Nigga,
you
Many men don come around
And dey don let you down
I go stay by your side
Baby no fear till the day I die
Ife ni akoja ofin o
Ni akoja ofin
Ni akoja
Eh-eh eh Eh-eh eh
HOD
Eh-eh eh Eh-eh
Omo o duro tan eh
Moni oya demo lo, oya demo lo hehn
'Cos mo ti high
My baby oya take it low oh, oya take it low
no estás clear
Woody, tu no ere' un vaquero
Pero yo soy Buzz Lightyear
"Las babies son de ello' y les
Damo' nosotros" es mi eslogan
Y lo usaste en el
the somber town, maybe in the wall.
Submitted by Egulphy
HONEY BUCKET:
Eight times of fel-an-fo-fi
Like cobalt cast and clean
I got a mojo felt
chop money
baby girl get ready
Shawty come and give me some honey
Agbevide kegboe mia djolo lo lo lo elolo
Lomevivinalo lo lo lo elolo
Agbevide kegboe
going to chop money baby girl get ready
Shawty come and give me some honey
Agbévide kegboè mia djolo lo lo lo elolo
Lomevivinalo lo lo lo elolo
Agbévide
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever
[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Jay-jay okocha lomo o gege ju oruma lo
Won ni mo nbe ju oya
Ti won fi shey logo puma lo
Eni kekere to npe eni gigun ranse
Five star general hustler yea I am
ass to home to your baby boo
She cool, as long as you get there by eight
Bring some money home, and don't be late
Not me, you see me all around
I love
They say men are greater than women
Shay daddy lo pon mi ni
Oya e balance a ma fi leg worku
Da igboro ru ninu club yii
Balance oh
Hmm hmmm jor o
Mo ni ke
Mother goose, who lived in a shoe
Next door to your weak-ass crew
Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest
Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird
I know you
the shining light of my family
No body can quench my star
Where were you when I cried to the lord
Forgive me of my past
Nigba ti mo lo si camp
Mo ti gbadura mo
ouu
Vibes in the room
Baby girl where are you going where your man at
When you doing what you doing gotta stand back
Hope you in here by yourselves you
the strays (yeah)
Everything ain't all gravy, baby, niggas subject to change (uh-huh)
And it gotta be the paper, 'cause niggas is actin' strange (uh-huh,
tryna get my meat sucked
But ima dog baby I just want my balls licked
And If them niggas violate I give em all clips
I get em all hit either me or 5 zip
Hungry bird catch the worm now dog Nyam U dinner,
Yo!
If Me murder them that mean me nah go further then
cause murder very permanent me gone a jail fi
Your voice is my Lo Fi vibe
No one can hear your melody but me
That's because our souls harmonize with each other
It's crazy, I'll boycott every radio
Artist: Ketchup
Album Title: Colombiana
Track Title: Do Like That (Feat Kafu Banton )
Track No: 2
Tell Me What Your Waiting For
Chekea Al Chekeo
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
that win
And the enormous fields disperse of rap
On the road to the riches, more furs to drag
More niggas to kill and birds to bag
Hit the jeweler
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