Lyrics:
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want, money's no object
They're all clean, no serial numbers,
Blue sky
Woah lord lord, bun up
Demarco, Beenie man sing fi di gal dem (Zagga)
Gyal you man a take care of you so you nah deprive him
Designer you
When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in
with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man
Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie
Me ah pum pum gaad me nuh sky god me nuh ground god me love gaad cah mi love pussy bad
God mek woman, woman drive man mad
ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know
Skank
Poco Man Skank
From your heart clean, do the Poco Man Skank
Anuh dem alone can burn bad lamp
Anuh dem alone can burn bad lamp
Psalm 35 make dem
good so you can neva kick it wimme
You can never kick it
You ain't fuckin wimme nigga, you can never unzip it
Haha
My mans has you beat by a landslide
on top
Wanna diss me lets get to the beef
50 man rolling in deep
And I won't stop till I find this yout
1 2 step man bop and move
Bad bs wanna call my
Tick tock, tick tock
(Clean Bandit)
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock (Mabel)
Tick tock, tick tock (ay Beenie Man, we able, yeah)
'Round
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy
Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth
And one day I see you standin' at a token booth
It
Yeah man
Bless thy people and seek Thine inheritance
Feed them and lift them up also, forevermore
Nah now, oh how
Oh child, from the drugs,
this clean, I'm a classic man
Callin' on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah,
When I say itchy citchy
N****s get b****y b****y cause they heard of ah
Natural born murderer
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin' time
Layin' in
That's Clean
The bad boy is back again
Ya been warned and tell ya friends
Don't get cut cause the man you see is sharp
Kick in' ass and takin'
the ceiling man
But instead I got the keys to
The Beemer like Beenie Man
When I look in the mirror I see a man
Not a boy, I'm a winner
I really can, do
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Aaah
Flawless Victory
Niggas been a thorn by my side
Yeah yeah
Niggas still talking out of spite
Yeah yeah
Bad bitch coming for
I told bro I’m itchin to ride
He said "yo, just take it easy"
I’ll take that risk like CB
Put man all over the TV
Still anyting shh get shh
Dem man
change the H
Same way He's changing me!
'Cause all I cared about was riding clean
A pocket full of green, and find a bad yellow
I can put up on my team
My
smoke like Craven A
Strike Force clear di way (yeah man)
Assassin seh dem bad wat a sin, weh dem know bout shatta tings?
Seh me Box him wid di 'matic
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