Lyrics:
Ciabatta roll out the hat trick
Rogue be a Rhodes scholar boom-baptist
Quantum leapin' through timelines
Fanta orange dimes
Keystone XL pipeline
When
sterre
En die kletsende geraas van die sonbessies
In die bosveld middag verkeer
Sy lag saam as families onder 'n boom piekniek hou
Ek hoor haar as 'n
drive-by (spin the block)
Run down on 'em, no drive-by (there he go)
Cold-hearted niggas trap where they eat
I want all the smoke, look at my demeanor
I
song, I heard no fire
Heard you made hits with a ghostwriter
Zing, zing, zoom in the lowrider
Tings in Boots like the old Stryder
Click, click, boom
was like, "Yeah you'll have more fun"
So I remember doing that show and it was just like boom
It was like everything was so much brighter
You can
when I walk in
Smelling like I got a drag line
I just got a pack in the morning
I'm try'na get it gone by lunch time
Try'na get it gone by noon
No
to the lobby, to the whip, I got shit to do
I'm by myself or I'm with the crew, do a show, take a ho then hit the room, boom
I don't fuck with you, I don't
My heart stops when you're closer
Boom, crush, I think I collapse
Swept up in a whirlwind, you turn me inside out
Love is blind but I am not
changed
Metaphor, hardcore, ruffneck territory
Brain food because you have to read between the lines
Check rhyme by rhyme and try to comprehend my sings
know (uh uh) you know You'd be a fool if you tell me 'no' and I can't let you pass me by Just fly out of my life With no goodbyes Yeah yeah, alright Let
f.r.double e.dom
so watch as i get some style!
i'm kicking and flicking it like a champion
so dont touch that dial jump up and get buck wild
boom, zoom,
makin it hard
And by the time they get in-to your pad
You done flushed it down the toilet and now they're mad
And so they're mad as hell and take you
begin
Open your mind and let Ak-er-o in
My style come from deeper than Neptune
Akrobatik came to bring the boom from next tomb to next tomb
Old school
deeds
Braincells are blown like a bike tire
Ignites escape the mental hell by runnin' through the verbal fire
I wonder if friends will see me at my
and the devil tryin to get supersonic
So if you hear me won't ya holla
Then get yo hands up and worship the father
Boom there goes the devil's doom
In the room
you're a lucky boy
This recipe yeah you know me
This 5-piece band called LBC
Rest of the world passes by saying the world does not revolve around you
are swoll
To put you niggaz in the cemetery (boom)
So many niggaz are dyin' in a hurry but they need not worry
My bullets fly in the flurry shit
Two
been proud, guess that's in now
They used to say I'm too black, with that crude rap
And I courier the boom bap over new trap
Huh, we're in your
name is Trap
I'm tryin'a show you some loving
Get you in the sack
Now, I'm just fronting
But I must know, must know
What if I meant something by it?
Lipstick Lyrics
Marcy Chin
(Written by Lonique Chin & Kunley McCarthy)
Name, name pon dem mouth lakka lipstick
(KULPRIT)
Name pon dem mout,
please save me
Uh, yea
All I want to do is zoom boom with you
Push it all day and stay in the room
This down comforter is like our cocoon
Come out
What they want from me?
What they want from me?
What they want from me?
What they want from me?
Yeah, yeah
Mmm, mm, mm
Uhh
Boomers want boom bap feel
breaker
Look, bam bam boom
Thats a mad mad move
When she twerk and she got mad tattoos
Make me see you go low
Me nuh know how you do that so
Bend up yuh
so much fun after ya face up in a gun
You can hear the flesh up in the drum (Boom)
Seems to me like all the homies running, but they what they really
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