Lyrics:
sheikh umaley (sheikh umaley)
Baryahan waxa socdo run umaley (run umaley)
Kan kudilo gadaal ka toogto walal umaley
Markey kutirahdo kaama marmo run umaley
to a mar-key shooter you can just dead that up
N****s trying to paint my drip
I just iced out my wrist
Yeah ya homie a shooter, but let’s not forget you a bitch
to a mar-key shooter you can just dead that up
N****s trying to paint my drip
I just iced out my wrist
Yeah ya homie a shooter, but let’s not forget you a bitch
Markey gonna press any nigga can't come around if you ain't come with him
The plug cousin
And nah we don't do fraud little bitch we drug running
Braelyn
like these other Niggas yeah my swag different
Markey built a swimming pool and threw the cash in it
(For real)
Just left the trap finessed the bag got
(Provolone)
Tell lil' shawty suck my rocket, she wanna go on patrol (On patrol)
She said "Markey what you doin'? You act like you always alone"
(Uh, uh)
I'm not
how we conceal it
And we gon' do this every night until the deal hit
She said "Lil Markey what is wrong"
I can't reveal it
This night is way too fuckin'
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
They keep on asking about me saying "Markey are we cool"
People that all used to doubt me now they
ain't no curing it (Oh, oh)
I cannot fall off, yeah I swear I'm fearing it (Oh, oh)
Is this the end of Markey, I think that I'm nearing it
Wine spills,
I'm a Dopeboy like Otis
And my niggas catch bodies like Markey
Yea I had a sit with the state
But I promise I ain't never going out Like Dneek
Bitch
a jeweler
You won't understand
Markeys Flower:
Lyin' on my taxes, launder money in the South of France
Beat a nigga ass for talking shit, oh shit that was
just got back from the open
Markey - shooting his food on
The run.
Your mama told you never
To eat your friends
With your fingers and
Hands, but I say
Jersey) Yeah you heard me, got more family than the Partridge
Roll the red carpet for Red from here to corner markey
You're trying me, I'm a menace
Markey change di license number right
Ready fi get away driving like lightening
After bullets roll like thunder right
Dem deh naw go live another fucking
wrist
My niggas be the shit like rotweilers and pits
Top dollers and fits markeys to kiss
Your four keds on my pinkie might crease your lips
Got offshore
the kitchen children
The cook is cleaning his gun
He just got back from the open
Markey - shooting his food on
The run.
Your mama told you never
To eat
toosan
Qasab maaha saxna maaha ruuna maaha
Wey maseraan markey arkaan adoo shidan dabka ku shid bull
Wey ku farxaan markaad kufte jabte uu kac raga gub
mode
Hit it like I'm that man RIGHT
What the fuck they gon say like
Biting my tongue
Go beast mode
Beast mode beast mode
These MAR-KEYS
Let's take
to follow fall over all of their mics and
Menace so Dennis and childlike when they hike up their high pants
Act so Wahlberg no Rylance, like markey mark in
Lil Markey the one that she playin'
Giving me brain that good education (Yeah-ah)
Pour another one inside my glass (Inside my glass)
I can't fuck with
Khemist gave markey a dab hit
In his mind he thinking this could be it
We play the game win not to quit
Mark the target best believe it will get hit
Money
Markey why can't we control ourselves (We can't)
Why this bitch she got control of our health (Oh no)
Fucked up in the head, the cards I was dealt (I was
chikne rapper
Hum chowk pey gharte
Bantai ke taty Hum nah Markey ginte
Bantai bantai karna chor ke sunbey
Haan
Concept hoga Concert chalu
Urdu Rap Mein
padh leya
Tere te ki biti
Menu pta
Tere naal mai maaadi kiti
Ohde chava nu markey
Hasdi nu sad key
Pyar sada hun
Badnam ho gya
Menu maaf krey yaa
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