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letra de no emotion - bandokay

[intro]
m1onthebeat
bando!
add a k to the o get blammed!
m1onthebeat
you know! free slim jim
listen up! listen up!
yo!

[chorus]
i was tryna catch me a face but bro jumped out backed it and poked him
sj got nicked for a soaking, involving, still can’t show no emotion
my lifers phone gyal and they lotion, my vv’s shine, wet wet like the ocean
bae bae want whines no emotion, commotion, don’t get caught in the moment

[verse 1]
my aunt said pick up the mic and drop the knife, sorry aunt i can’t do that
i made bro spin the whip like who’s that? shoot that! carry my man in the boot akh
all eyes on me like 2pac
chop it, pop it, bang it, boot that!
jihadis, rallies, new jads
oppers, paigons, bro cast new lads
whenever i step on stage got s on my mind, like he should be here tho..
i dare man try play hero – rise that and fix my t–th like de niro
tion wayne is a f-cking weirdo
six in the spins, now bro got zero
she said i look cute when my hair’s grown, i’m on the nine piece looking like one scarecrow
yo! whenever i step on the field got my boots and gloves like hugo lloris
i till gotta run from police with ice on my wrist and i might just freeze
feltham both playing for keeps like free sj got me praying for weeks
spent a rack on my top and jeans – interview room who’s spilling the beans?
yo! shawty want bruck her back – i want bruck this dots and slap that juicy
h-lla slag in the ride like lucy, excuse me, something got done in the two piece
bally up, smoke man, move bookey, rise that mash all i hear ‘don’t shoot me’
excellent finish like rooney. juice just spill like smoothies
gyal wanna cuddle, can’t smooch me, she got thick thighs and a big -rs- booty
she wanna go cinema no movies, telling her friends that i hit up her coochie
yo! run in the trap where’s the food g? move please, throw a packet and make two squeeze
she don’t wear primark just gucci. cutie, throwing it back unruly
i’m garn get me burner boy and get round there on the low
bro just pulled up on volts, emptied the clip then went back home
this shotgun ain’t tall like krept – half it, half it same size as kone
my bro got dipped back home, your bro got dipped in his right back bone

[chorus x2]
i was tryna catch me a face but bro jumped out backed it and poked him
sj got nicked for a soaking, involving, still can’t show no emotion
my lifers phone gyal and they lotion, my vv’s shine, wet wet like the ocean
bae bae want whines no emotion, commotion, don’t get caught in the moment

[verse 2]
yo! wet that leave everything bl–dy
can’t find him, ima do up your cuzzy
push the woosh with the woosh on a buggy
chop the shotgun same size as ruggy
cruddy, next man short like lovey
shout my lighty coz she’s got nuff money
i seen bro try whip and he f-cked it up, but then whipped again in no hurry
and! bro said ‘mazza’ and i said ‘mazza’ step on the gas go faster
you’re gonna need more than a plaster, disaster, we don’t believe in karma
haircuts – bro turned to a barber, i look like lz in this black balaclava
baitface i look like my father, bro on the vis with a long -rs- charger
slim jim just called from feltham, yo! now they got down a opp again
we don’t believe in them – round here we just believe in skengs
ask gyal, man’s leaving them. hit the opp block man’s squeezing them
yo! pull up they’re leaving friends. chill with the opps get squeezed with them

- bandokay

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