Lyrics:
roy met een fles in je huis man
Youngshaaq is op z'n groen als een tuinman
Ik was dagen op m'n cake waar was jij dan?
Jij gaf je hoes cadeaus nigger jij
Afrikaans
Daar was 'n slimste Koos met 'n handvol sprokies grim en gay
En hy het gesê kyk ek skryf met my lyf, my naam is Koos en ek is 'n siek roos
Maar hy't
Jy, jy is 'n meisie so mooi
Jy, jou mond 'n vlammende rooi
Hoor hoe al die kêrels se harte bons
Want jou oë met soveel vuur doen 'n vonkel dans
Drachentor
Was birgt den Sturm, der dunkles Herz entführt?
Sich regt, sich windet und herrlich glänzet rührt.
Was ist es, das zu zieh‘n und zerr‘n
Ay til you came ay
Yuh ay
Yuh ay
Ay
Ay yea he said I was pussy n*gga
Just talking shit
He said I even got no motherfucking stick
I told him all my
I’m the worst in the best way
It made me stop wen
Tht shit hit closer to home
I’m back home so wat we on
We was on n off n on again
So I got faith
u flowing better
I am on some woke shit
N***** want control shit
Living the life on some low shit
Don’t cost shit, don’t lose
You n***** been
swear to god
You hurt my feelings to the core again, you did this once before I let you right back in
If I was n some beef don't think you'd even spin
I
fremd, du kennst dich nicht mehr aus
Irgendwo
Auf halber Strecke unbemerkt
Ging was verlor'n
Du öffnest eine Tür, der Raum ist leer
Und du verstehst
Bekomm ne Münze Mann was soll das
Der neben mir bekommt nen panzer ist ja voll krass
Er schießt auf mich und er trifft wie n Ass
Dreh mich n paar mal im
hallo
Hallo hallo, hallo hallo
Hallo hallo
Was is los, verkehrt verbunden?
Wer is'n dran, was is'n los?
Ach, du bist es, ja hier bin ich
Ich wollt
alles
Wow, Digga, was ist laus?
Ich trinke mein'n Juice und ich
Pisse in die Crowd hinterlasse Staub
Hab' die Tracks in meiner Cloud
Ich mach' das, was
Okay Alter, Papaplatte, was is'n das überhaupt für'n Name, Alter
Junge, Junge, hätts't das Battle mal überhaupt nicht angefangen, Alter
Okay, ah,
Hy werk op 'n groot saai plaas
By 'n oom wat maklik raas
Maar hy kyk by vir dit verby
Want hy hou van trekker ry
Sestien skare, dolwe die aarde,
Come still dey call me monkey
On top my money
How girl go dey call me monkey
(Mad oh)
On top my money
(Mad oh)
Otun wa'n pe mi l'obuh
(Mad oh)
But she
the vibe Gimme the vibe to the Amapiano
Oh Eyin temi
Agbara wa
E so fun won kan ma lo be
Kan ma lo wa
Lagos nawa
Olorun gbawa
O n gba Lara wa gidi gan
Guru
spin back to catch the whole PLSY no losin
Which side r u rooting cus everyone was pickin n choosing
Ordinary day till Man down after they slid back
a tuxedo with the bowtie front.
I might switch it up
And cop me the Powerstroke cause you know im but tuff.
Aint Dodge'n no beef want the guts
dom’nee ons getuie was ‘n hoed
Jasper onthou jy ek het eenkeer verdwaal
In daai bangmaak populierbos, ons was tien
Ek het stil gaan sit en sag gebid,
Koninklijk net als Madrid
Zij mag kijken in m'n phone want ik wis m'n geschiedenis
Pak een vlucht maar denk niet dat ik vlucht
Middelvinger in de lucht
Pankere ni fun atoole
Moni iyawo boya kin wa kan le ooo
Orin mi o l'akole
E sanu fun mi mio sako yeee
Saturday t'on wa n Sunday
Woni mummy mi o sa kole ooo
now im laughing to the bank $20,000 on me at least,
could've been you too i got in on that crypto it was cheap,
n*ggas know i murder beats i can't
woulda knew that you was a freak n a good one too
Like wow
Baby I am amused when I'm smashing these tunes and I'm smoking these buegs
Like wow
Who would
is the church of rock´n roll
When I was young I would get in fights oh-yeah
Always ready with fists held tight oh-yeah
You don´t forget what you
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