letra de ay caramba - m24 (150)
[intro]
ay, rocky, this is wavy
tyy on the beat
uhh
ayy
get back
i tell the driver don’t stop like buju
got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
uhuh-uhuh, i will never leave my bro, that’s mudu
jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
she got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
[verse]
ay caramba, got some big batty gyal with b-mper
i let her leave with my kids in her mouth, no, i never let her leave with my jumper
spark that sh-t like thunder, burn man’s bro like gunja
i wonder, i wonder, how many opps got done last summer
bang that sh-t, i’m a drummer, i’m a young president where i’m from, obama
what a b-mmer, he should’ve turned pack like his brother
sucker, sucker, you know all the pies come pukka
gb’s nearly turnt him pack as well, what a lucky f-cker
brown one, she a dirty ucker, can’t lie, she’s criss like tucker
bare opps get spread like b-tter, nutter, slap, don’t left that cutter
run man down with smoker’s lungs, i’m really upfront like salah
show them sk!ll, now they’re doing up legs like farah
getting loved by some boujee b-tches, lifes kind of changed
and i don’t even know how the boy turnt pack, it’s kind of strange
i done it in a f-ck off range, i’m p-ssed that i never got to add that k
st got blammed in his face, silly, and then he got blammed again
get back ’cause we got down —–, get back ’cause we got —–
and they ain’t done sh-t for the friend all now, he’s ashamed
we scored points they claim but we gave it to them for the undies sake
bro back-backed it and slapped it right in front of the undies faces
buss that case, no evy, evy, press that off, get sh-lly, sh-lly
head, chest, back and belly, belly, now the drill’s on telly
we don’t touch kids, r kelly, i’m tryna do man’s boss like belly
(i’m tryna do man’s boss like belly)
but i ain’t tryna go out wrong like melly
pack coming in smelly, i still stirr food like delis
it weren’t no normal ambulance, he got picked up by heli’
i’ve seen man shake like jelly, two hands on the ting and get sh-lly
they’re not ready, i been on the 8 and 6 already
mask on like freddy, so the cameras can’t see fully
i been disturbing london, i ain’t talking dumi
n-gg-s turn fake for the p-ssy, facts, n-gg-s just change for the p-ssy
me, i won’t change for the p-ssy, facts, i’m just getting paid like a booky
[outro]
i tell the driver don’t stop like buju
got my bare hands on the ting like fufu
uhuh-uhuh, i will never leave my bro, that’s mudu
jumped out on smoke and he disappeared like juju
she got her head screwed on but she can never be my bubu
get back
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