Lyrics:
Tena me nanso
Weather no aba nti b3ma wo nanso
Mehy3 ase3 mengyina oo merek) tamale kwanso
Ma menhy3 ase3 na anadwo yi mebr3 a watoaso
Obaa wo shape
flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurt
Giving it over, giving it over
You put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds
stuff
I've gotta get out, get myself in shape
Straighten-up and lift my head
And rise for the occasion
But everybody in the street
Only wandered by
Minneap
Lizzo in this thing so great, to complement my shape
Nicknamed Hot Dish, complements of the state
I see you hungry niggas
Here you go, some
My trying ain't done no good
I said, my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort, no not like you should
Lazy, stay in bed
Lazy, lazy
Let's make a deal
I'm gon' pick you up and shape you
All you gotta do is trust in me
Girl you gets this loving fa-free
You stay home alone by
imagine almost
We spend quite a lot of time trying to invent new sound
Sounds that don't exist already
Sounds that can't be produced by musical instruments
around ya" (Watch out)
But I told them that I'm good (I'm good)
No I don't need yo help (No)
Girl I just need my wealth (Yeah)
Got swagged out by myself
nigga never be your replacement killer
When I got up in the goods kinda good to me
But I know that she don't put it down like you
Cut from the bottom
Ragga, them pedals just touch down
Gyal come with you, they're with us now
Boogie got jungle on lock now
I don't cut shapes, I just cut riddim
If it
Sun in the summer lasts
No holding on and no looking back
Even the sun doesn't seem to last
It don't hold on, it's not coming back (Look)
I got
for sunny days
But don't get carried away
It's just the shape I'm in
From the empty nights
And the empty days
Please don't trip on the sound of goodbye
I can load up a square, but don't throw no shapes
Pull up to the spot, i'm sorry i'm late
Bros in the back we got ragged by the jakes
I'm sorry
you missed my ring
So let’s not slow on down
I’m running the pace n I’m lovin the sound
We can keep on groovin’ down right along the street
Stick by my
eatin' good I don't believe in rations
The fund 6 figures but my niggas need a couple extra
Wine taste tester
You know it's us when you hear the cuts
down
But don't be doing too much you gotta hold it down
'Cause I'm getting to the bag in your home town
A/V tech doing too much bring the lights down
'em in the stores and millions have bought it
An underground sound, not liked by radio
You hear it in the cars and at the disco
On the airwaves, we
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Here we are again
Here we are again
And I say it to her face
Ma, I love your curvy shape
I grab on her waist
We boogie in her place
I can't forget
hood block shit
Livin' it every day, B.A.M. we don't play
Come here mama, let me take you to my cama
Show you something bueno in the shape of a banana
cross by and
The other day I wrote down thoughts of words made no sound the future I've found
Do you want to hear it?
The worst of those feared is
't mess with me when I'm in my zone
Yeah don't mess with me when I'm in my zone
Let's get it started, no pity parties I'm in the Monte
Carlo follow, I'm set
her swag dripping sauce slaying the cutest fit she in top notch shape and she stupid thick I shoot my shot in his face don't care who she with invite
to the sound
Of life
As it has always been
And I don't ever feel like
No I don't ever care to hear
The violence in the air anymore
It's not there
See there
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