Lyrics:
Pretty China
Body like a designer
Splif getting higher
Bag full of powder
Stripper on pole
Do it like a pro
Everybody loose controller
When she hit
I set the mic in flames, bomb like fighter planes
Mc's are shot down long-range with sniper aim
No question marks, the session starts with sparks
are my controller
Am addicted to you
Like yemi whey Dey find Jonny
Looking for you
Casonova don turn to lover
Man ah no be player
But u are my
bring talent and vibes to the stage
When I step in the music studio session
Always asking questions, making good impressions
Bring the controller my way
the man plays with wit
Eras-ed the man amazin' the ba**in'
Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin'
Better spin like slavery when I order him
Rejects
in order, don't fall for the programs
Crossing over Babylon borders, crossing over Babylon
Plan for misfortunes
The system in order, don't fall for
Bust that shit 'til it's over
Bitch, I roll like a stroller
The game's in my hands, controller
The AP got range like a Rover
I'm a bad man, you're
to listen
It's not worth the feeling
All around me I see all of these borders
I don't play your games, got unwired controllers
If you want me, then you
Aye
Catch me online
Up on PSN
I run the session aint no way you gonna win
Aye
Catch me online
Tell me when you in
On xbox
Aint no way you gonna win aye
All paid out on a standing order
Causing dispute and a health disorder
Shut down shops and they barricade borders
The country is run by thieves
on the nose
But that border's open, why you actin' like it's closed?
I don't know
Y'all be goin' in and out recessions
The same way that I be goin' in
on the line
Ruining this session
Tender is this glass
I grip it like it's cotton
Can't bring myself to drink
If I thought it I can top it
Things I can't ignore,
know you like that
This that clean off the border you can order that
Molly got a quarter yea I'm on that
Baby left controller no controller
We be moving
Propaganda, visual cancer, the eye in the sky
Number five on the dial, secret agenda
Frequency antenna, doctor mind bender
Remote control, soul controller
To the borders ('cross the waters), understand
(And know that I love you) yeah, yeah
We got love in the place (yeah, yeah)
Shout out to all the Queens (all
Thought I had to get out these confessions
Get it out my head I couldnt let it
So let me get it all out in this session
This leather Gucci jacket got me
hear me now
Special request and by popular demand
The version official in a style
It's on the wire
All free radical run the session now ride on
It
love and kindness without any borders,
I was sheltered, and I flourished as a child.
I knew the law and order of morality,
Obedient, I would obey.
what I'm like
You don't have to question why
You don't have to roll your eyes
If this the song then imagine what the session's like
Essentials
comma in the bank
You border line insane
Account for account for account
I maintain
Mr right on the the money
Been Lately
Fucked up a couple times
Had
big screen, little screen, any screen'll do
Just let me hold the controller and I won't have to murder you
Plug it in, turn it on, let my little eyes
a stroller
Haters from the plant
But this ain't no damn controller
Ain't no sippin' lean, nigga
I be sippin' soda orange juice with pulp if
You don't like
amazin the bassin
Border him, all on ya albums slaughterin
Better spin like slavery when I order him
Rejects creep yet keep step
Every borough, every
"The story you're about to see, occurred along the main
Trading route, on the border between the North and South
At a small outpost called Red Clay
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