Kishore Kumar Hits

Av9 - Bookey şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Av9

albüm: Bookey


(Yama, yuhhh)
(I just stepped in a Dublin Function)
(Party poop, bro fuck up the function)
(Like you know who we are)
(Burst man's head, that's a henny concussion)
(Niggas Know the gang don't play fair)
(Step with toys, like we kids in daycare)
(Skin man's head, Made the trim outrageous)
I got two G's holding my Denims
She finna shake that back on this Gucci
(Clap-clap-clap-clap) gowan then show me what you do with that booty
Can't trust bro with a shank he's Bookey
Hands on my hip don't move me
Two rambos twinning can't pick one, brought both man's choosey
I got two G's holding my Denims
She Finna shake that back on this Gucci
(Clap-clap-clap-clap) gowan then show me what you do with that booty
Can't trust bro with a shank he's Bookey
Hands on my hip don't move me
Two rambos twinning can't pick one, brought both man's choosey
When's it's that time see me see crocodile teeth like
Everything get fuck when I reach, still
Got samurai swords that we Keep nearby got a machine too ask Meech
They started that shit at beach
And they started that shit in Duleek
But the industry wanna paint us as the villains
'Cause we too for the streets
(For the streets, for the street)
(Whatsup-whatsup)
She try spit out my kids I'm steaming (bitch!)
I only want head if your swallowing semen (lol)
He's doing too much speaking wait till we meet him
Look how the rams finna greet him
Bae said I'm too distant, not even, I been on Job like Steve
Rose, we just took an L
So let's glide to the twos, 'till we crack that egg like Humpty
New gauge get test by the seaside
Loud bang make all the birds jumpy
Darling your tryna know my government name
Like on the first day when I'm tryna just beat that
Should see da way man just cleaned up
Second asile, get broom just sweep that
Get the grub distrubute that munch
Chop it up into eights and shot
The buds in the Re came sweet and chunky
Phone line jumpy, twerk like bums
Two weeks flat same kicks, same pants
I've done way more than that my buddy
There's two more seats in da back
So pre book that for da ride out cuzzy
I like girls with cargo pants & crop tops (white nails)
French tips & whatnot, yo, Ms. Opp Thot
Wan cool with the gang she want nothing to do with the Opp block
Make man Jump like hopscotch (jump, Jump)
Full car, it's a hotbox
And she wanna know where I'm from
I said don't ask I'm a Roman doctor
Small man chinged, he's shaqiri
Dead player got shipped outta town
It was me vs 20, tried to back my shetti vice versa
I'd puncture his crown
Toxic air can you smell the aroma
All of this cap out there mouth too foul
He's slumped on the pavement, lucky the Gardaí came
He should've got drowned!
I got two G's holding my Denims
She finna shake that back on this Gucci
Gowan then show me what you do with that booty
Can't trust bro with a shank he's Bookey
Hands on my hip don't move me
Two rambos twinning can't pick one, brought both man's choosey
I got two G's holding my Denims
She Finna shake that back on this Gucci
Gowan then show me what you do with that booty
Can't trust bro with a shank he's Bookey
Hands on my hip don't move me
Two rambos twinning can't pick one, brought both man's choosey

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