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letra de go dumb - pozer

[intro]
(ra the god)
bap eugh, listen (ar beats)
bap, bap, eugh
lucy, bap

[chorus]
if you love shake nyash go stupid
said if you love shake nyash go dumb
i’m from croydon the london slums
the bruck back bands like big bass drum
she never used her hands she stupid
she never used her hands she’s dumb (eugh, eugh)
carried on when the job was done
greedy she got two b-lls on her tongue

[verse 1]
duck, dip, dive, dodge
i just pre feds on my way to the lodge
decamp the whip pop doors get off
and dash this pack if it gets on top
duck, dip, dive, dodgе (bap, bap)
i won’t get nicked no i won’t get lockеd
circle the block when the scene gets locked
go top floor and hide in the blocks
crocs from young i been setting up crocs
they used to call me ronelle (they did)
supply and demand, bruck and sell
the teachers are asking me, what’s that smell (i don’t know)
three ma wallis out of the cell
send him a kite i ain’t sending mail (bap, bap)
i like fast money not slow like snail
i rap but i’m letting it fly as well
break down packs i don’t need no scales
scr-pe evidence we don’t leave no trail
two sides of the same coin heads or tails
all i know in the end is time will tell
hit an arm and a leg for the stitch detail (uh, uh, uh)
lv runners, lv belt
all of the times i was broke as h-ll
free big cuzzy he ain’t get no bail (baow)
going back to the trap if the rap ting fails
they act like they know me
they don’t and it’s corny as h-ll
cause i’m still hitting a sell
i need a new ye cause this one frail
i need new sweets cause this one’s stale
brown like cleveland green like kale
the folks hit dots white like brail
and we don’t leave no trails like snail (baow)
[chorus]
if you love shake nyash go stupid
said if you love shake nyash go dumb
i’m from croydon the london slums
the bruck back bands like big bass drum
she never used her hands she stupid
she never used her hands she’s dumb
carried on when the job was done
greedy she got two b-lls on her tongue (bap, bap, bap, bap)

[verse 2]
bait face, but i’m still in the hood
it’s only a matter of time till i make it
bop with a limp concealing a jub
why so i ain’t going nowhere naked
said he’s got pounds for the low i’ll take it
move it shake it wait and break it
long one short ones let it braces
the gang spill juice like shanks and make it (bap, bap, bap)
real bad boy no pretend or faking
if i see red n0body can save him
i chase cash till my legs start aching
i made racks, dem man make statements
if it ain’t bout bread hold your lips and save it (shh)
i’m tryna double up racks and rake it (bap, bap)
brandish mind move mad and then shave it (eugh, eugh)
i beg you don’t mix me with none of that fake sh-t
[chorus]
if you love shake nyash go stupid
said if you love shake nyash go dumb
i’m from croydon the london slums
the bruck back bands like big bass drum
she never used her hands she stupid
she never used her hands she’s dumb
carried on when the job was done (bap, bap, bap, bap)
greedy she got two b-lls on her tongue

[outro]
(ra the god)
(ar beats)

- pozer

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