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Hello Jessica how are you
I dey come your house by after 2
I hear say you cook rice and stew
I'm not here to eat atala m cashew
Today today na me

D-O-Double G, Kold blooded Sqee
T-E-Z, put your ass in a body bag
Two, B-A-G, two
Put your ass in a body bag
Put him in a body bag
Now that little

a riot knowing that this shit is non-stop, head-bop, ask what took you so
long, wait until the song drops
See I told you it was worth the wait about to hit

Hustle everyday. Eyin temi no lele
Party everyday. Clubbing day by day
Kilode mi o kin se Oliver Queen
Padimi kilowi. That girl na my queen
Feel me. Kiss

it (grrt)
Killy milly, took the scene on violence (brrt)
Dropped one tune, left the haters silent
You might see me with E and ZT
SOS, if they're

to her nose, FaceTime
Drunk workout, E&J in his Earl Grey
Holdin' back the Earl 
Between the curls with the free weights
Home girls don't wanna give

mixin' the drank (mixin')
Cup was on E, had to fill up the tank (fill it up)
Goin' through some', got a lot on my mind, the way that I feel, I might

foots an brakes its no joke
Gonna grab this one by the throat
This ones gonna get choked, even the gyal dem are screaming yo yo
Man a like yo, man will

swallow
By any means
I lick the plate
I keep it clean
Bone appetite
You know I like a good cuisine
Like cocoa bean
Poppin skin
A Melanin Queen
They In

bill my own and so the money piling
Taking his auntie shopping
Like say I won't lick down Eileen
Mad Max, I mean
Aim it down low, then sky beam
Headshot,

made it out my own shit
Pop out the window I don’t fuck with a hoe bitch
You be talkin that shit you be talkin that hoe shit
Me and lil hang we pull up

Let's add that by 10 that's how bodies you got
Let me say that shit again how many niggas got got
Your name dirty D you be fucking for free
Give a quick

Sticks, and chops, and blicks
You can get hit for a diss
Choppa gone bust yo lip
Carti, you a walking lick
Cartier, I bust my wrist
Choppa gone get

am
The demeanor of a pimp
I cry in the rain
I suffer the pain
I'm going insane
Shawn Kemp
but I never gave up stay strong keep it p
Give my daughter

her moy let her lick it like a lolli
Lips like Donald Duck's, works Bahama Bucks
So I grabbed her by the pussy like my name was Donald Trump

I wanna

I'm Losing My Mind

Fiend

Street Life

1999

me but I wanted the glory
Now spot him I didn't seen, scouted out his team
Get punked, 'fore I jump, bumping that old fiend
Hit a lick and say 'cause,

Niggas showed me big guns with this
Drum it ain't with a tech
This how you separate us killas with
A fade and some dreads
I hate the music niggas make now

Snap out of it and just take ur pick
It’s all up to u to go find ur lick
Born and raised in the jozi skreets
Young Louwkey hailing from the east
Got

Talked loud in that church (I remember nigga)
Nigga stole all my work (I remember nigga)
Kirby took my lick in court (I remember nigga)

Them plantation

Verse 2

Let me talk me, Gucci on me
Nigga try me we gon leave the nigga on E
And I'm swinging thru ya city, leave it on Flee
Independent I be swinging by