Lyrics:
mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mese shi aa na me shi o
Ade a mep3 nyinna mensa nkae3
Gidi gidi saa na meekc o
Mede mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mese shi aa
Ayy, damn like please don't test me
Please don't test me please don't, damn
Like please don't test me
Please don't test me
Please don't, like please
I'ma fuck around and get you in some trouble
She got a nigga at home talking 'bout she a savage
She just dropped me an address
Talking 'bout I can
No advices I am the 666
Mefri akyere na 3ba
Henney naa ne mensa
Sika Dia ma mensa
Mugu still go pay another ehhhh
Mefri akyere na 3ba
Henney naa ne
a break
Come home late do I want rapper or steak
With skills like this easy decision to make
Lyrics cut like a knife, let the beat be the plate
Master
mankra
I was so far away from my home
De3 medie de3 mehy3 only geng and Jah wey go know oo
Nkorufour yi ataataa mea from day 1
Menso makoma mu fynn nti ma
me, nti nea ɛwɔ no no wɔmɛ
Me kyɛfa wɔhɔ ma me nti mensa nkaa yɛ aa, me n’home
Mɛ hwehwɛ no, na mahunu no, mɛ tetɛ no, na mahunu no
Opportunity aa
Coro
No quiere que ninguno la mantenga ella trabaja y paga su renta al novio lo dejo porque le resta
El matrimonio lo dejo para las mensa
X2
Raper
Most of you niggas try test me
Test me nigga no testis (Nahn)
Fresh out the jet been Lowkey (Lowkey)
Low key niggas don't know me (Nahn)
Bad chick
drama in the streets, I love a stable home
I hold onto stress, don't stress me
My bullhorns are sharp, don't test me
Don't test me, don't test me
Don't
the politicians sad, I know
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna tangle with their foe
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna test their grand theories
Yeah
Semtex what up
Back in the building
You know Sem was actually the first person to welcome me into this country
So it feels good to be home
Yeah
Semtex what up
back in the building
you know Sem was actually the first person to welcome me into this country
so it feels good to be home
the politicians sad, I know
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna tangle with their foe
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna test their grand
spender (Yeah)
Who knows where this shit gon' end up?
All I know is I'ma be on top
And drive 'em crazy like Vic Mensa
Drive 'em crazy like Cee-Lo
Wolverine,
SnapBack flow
Icy gold
Rolls Royce coke
Let it snow
Yeah they know
Ice flow cold
Keep coming back & forth
Neva get old
Baby grown
I took her home
your sisi
Chale today be friday
Take your baby home and give it to her like (sudwee sudwe)
Sudwe sudwe (sudwe sudwe)
Ahhhhhh (sudwe sudwe)
Sudwe sudwe
the politicians sad, I know
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna tangle with their foe
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
They wanna test their grand
This is not a test, thi-thi-thi-thi- this is not a test
This is not a test, thi-thi-thi-thi- this is not a test
Droppin' the top like a cabriolet
license registration? Please pull out your key
Who's up for a test drive? Who's up for a test drive?
You up for a test drive? You up for a test drive?
taste taste
Loving we got no time
We don't need a test test
Loving
Wanna be my lover i want more
Take it deep within me take me home
Running up and down
a mf
Pull up pull up make u feel like home
Come up come up ain't no need to rush
Show up show up there's no need to talk
I Don't need a mf test drive
Got
the Fat Boys break up then
Sway cut his dreads off
Then Vic Mensa came and cut they heads off
You hard, but your bread soft
You talking crazy
That's why
do it without any spite
It's just for tonight and we hope it doesn't end
So we drive back to our homes chilling with our friends
Balling like
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