Lyrics:
the bando curtains
I seen more sand than turbans, seen more white girl than bourbon
Served on Bourbon, give us the word, we hurt 'em
Give us a check that's
and I got B.A.D. bitches for my boys so
I treat 'em like pollo I'm servin' black Suburban,
Swervin' through the hood gettin' head like turbans,
Any job
naughty
A turban that's unraveling just won't do
No earrings that are tasteless or gaudy
You're gonna look gorgeous when I get through
There's a party here
percs
Like I'm a laundromat be free
I feel like yeat cuz I hit the (bell)
I invented this turban shit
Got me the dior and she ride my dick
Its 3 inches
There's a lady in a turban
In a cocaine tree
And she does a dance so rhythmically
She's a crying and a singing
Havin' a time
But don't that cocaine
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel
of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named
can play the blues
And then I'll watch him buff that
Tiny ruby that he use
He'll straighten up his turban
And inject a little ooze
Along
I'm good to the last drop
what's my name Meth he's name Doc
Just like urban
See me in the gran transportation splurgin
Drivin with a turban who push
There's a lady in a turban
In a cocaine tree
And she does a dance so rhythmically
She's a crying and a singing
Havin a time
But don't that cocaine
Living the story of the most twisted kind
Turbulent times swirled around they dome like a turban
It gets disturbing, feelin alone in the urban
But
attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's quick to pull it?
a Mt. Zion
Babylon, yuh riches caan stray mi lion
Inna mi turban and robe
Rastafari know mi ready fi di road
Sizzla Kalonji dash wey di burden alone
Come
prophecy
My attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
Iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
Who get grazed by the bullet?
Triggers, who's
Osama - yo' mama didn't raise you right
When you were young she must have wrapped yo' turban too tight
She should have kept you home on those arabian
Shouldn't kill innocent pedestrian pon di streets weh dem a walk in
Coulda know, question mi haffi ask it
Mi turban dun hot and mi trouble dem start it
Man
Taking off his turban, they said is this man a Jew
'Cause they're working for the clampdown
And they put up a poster saying
We earn more than you
a turban boy."
So after your koochie crusade, you know she ghetto if she come and bring you cool-aid (ohhh yeahh)
[Chorus x2]
I'm talkin 'bout ghetto love,
payment for a car, I dropped that on a Birkin'
You don't sit in VIP 'cause you ain't no important person
Money wrapped around my mind like a turban
Iggy
hassa
We run through with turbans, diamonded up chain with boots on
Mori umbrellas in Tucson
Rhyming is a color, the lifestyle is live, my fly brothers
yellow, Puerto Rican, or Persian
Dashiki, kimono, or turban
They say I dress white but my swag so urban
Tryin' my look
I hit her with the text said "baby
kimono, or turban
They say I dress white, but my swag so urban
Tryin' my luck, I hit her with the text say
"Baby you up," Question mark
And she respond,
on the dick
I said twerk it on that bitch
You working with a grip
I'm on yo magic carpet, put a turban on my head, ooh
Come here mere you pretty little
Similar to the turban that I covered up my dreads with
Which I was rocking at the time
When I was going through them phases trying to find
Anything that
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