Lyrics:
wet like the bludclart ocean Roll out bait till there weren't no motion Wet wet leave man floating Ying swing bore him bore him Better pick up your nank
You say you no go leave me for nobody (You) You say you no go leave me for no bludclart yuh tell fi real Go run for me pum pum right cah you know
yeah Pull up your bludclart for me yeah (Verse 3 - Mojo) Mm hmm yes Mi nuh care if you waan big up your chest Dem know say mi clean that's why the gyal
the blood and then fish him (Woosh, woosh, woosh) , What? Brain on the bludclart kitchen Still got blade in the bludclart chicken And flame on the bludclart
More Life More Energy Every Bludclart day Roll trees, cloud 9 Every Bludclart night They said that the limit was skies Heard that limits a lie The only
exceptional everybody's either crime related Back again mighty bludclart Those who pose lyrical but really 'aint true Back again mighty bludclart All
minuter Och sen jag skjuter i din bludclart in i din bludclart möten som de personal fast utan något avtal Baby girl de inget personal de inget personal Om
the Past and I'm past all that Gave so many artists through Balls it's my time To shoot not look for the pass Top gunner like like a bludclart I said And my
bread what you done for you bludclart mum Wait, I ain’t like dem, I walk that talk, I’m in a different league Fiends… all on me, supply that drop We
they breadin' me? Yeah, I'll beat a bitch with the bludclart semi Niggas bellin' me, why they breadin' me? I'll tan man up until him bludclart Femi
a hold on me I stepped in it with badman riddims (yah), bludclart lyrics (yah) Buss a likkle science (yah), buss a likkle physics (yah) From the day
woosh in di face Gyal don't wan me vex Mek gyal run race Lick arf the, lick arf the, lick arf the bludclart ting Round here don't safe Who told man
the boss, guess I'm lucky that I'm bludclart James'd up Patterned that from day dot, middle finger raised up, fuck you little haters yeah Babylon boy,
ex (f ur ex) Hes just my ex (f ur ex) And I think hes cool (then go f ur ex) Does my girl tink me a dunce Belling off ya bludclart fone when she wants
bludclart Moor Sound Made it bang ya know
you’re a bludclart beg it We mashed work and they all did flash Facts Dey had their blades but dashed Mad Opp block settings Bait face cheffings We made
a breather Still come mash up the bludclart Speaker You'd think that I walk with the heater The way I just step confidence through the metre What you can't
what the hell you can do? Talk bout gun Talk bout knife Talk bout ending bludclart life Yo pussyhole mi see you run fi ya life Where ya see mi with
the bludclart beer Isai nyama pamoto Batidza camera Tora kaPhoto Usandi Venge iwe Oh no Im just here to show you how it feel to be Go low Suns out all the buns
are pranksters Pass me the bludclart transfer You man are rapped like the chancer We riding benzes You man are still jumping fences Rush your
Told this brudda that he want man dead So I went and put money on his bludclart head So shout out big back em She wan roll through but won't toke my
a love too why'd you think all the girls wanna come through I'm the man im not talking bout boohoo Linked to this plug like bludclart bluetooth Im that
swagga And I'm not wiley, kano or giggs But I was made in the bludclart Manor
to center now she got her first rollie Cause she my trophy, my glory I ain't talking about bludclart Josie cause you know me that's a different story What is
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