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letra de wey ya dey? - yung rudd

[intro]
yeah yeah yeah yeah
wey yuh dey?
look…

[verse]
you play a beat, it’s simple
like u add water to jell-o, dawg
hard spitter, chill fellow, dawg
yeah, you know i keep it mellow dawg
met a girlwho was j-panese
she showed her kitty, said, “h-llo dog”
but i had to say h-ll no dawg
no strings attached like cello’s dawg
but she trying to say how she thinks we should take it further
how when as we meet you want to show me your furry burger?
we didn’t even talk much, most sh-t you inda murmured
u into nets cause you’s a trap, and i can’t be your server

triple entendre
n-gg- a monster
lives in my mind
but i’m not a host
just a vivid cool rasta
takes from my heart and in return
it acts as lyrical sponsor
told my ex i’m my own ray of life, u need a man to…

make you feel happy
she said she would slap me
next time she sees me, her hands all over my face
like a teen with acne
l-o-l if u think i’m taking that, girl you crack, oui
that’s why you date a bitter man dawg, that’s word to rakhee

clean forget who oaxx be
man on the way to where cash be
holding shows at kaiso blues, mixing soca and jazz. we…
doing just what’s lacking
we the d-mn kings
and d-mn queens, that’s word to dezii
rest in peace, that’s word to neszy
equal rights: that’s word to lezzies, gay men and trans, dawg
that doe apply to rap, with some of y’all i just can’t dawg
when you ever see a god try run par with an ant dawg?
say i don’t support but when we throw shows, where ya at dawg?

where were you?
to support your fellow peers
where were you?
when n-body used to care
where were you?
probably hatin from your chair
where are you?
right now you’re probably still there
uh

never come to my shows, never see your -ss in an open mic
yet you want me do songs with you, and act like everything kosher right?
ya don’t work to get better but i’m supposed to be open? like…
frig that, i’z get bread cause i not on that loafer life
i smoke from pipes and papers also
i’z the bomb, like the day isis make the mall close
od, saint and cynx like aldo, they’s give ne hope
gonna do an all trini show
make banks like that billy bloke
“in” is what i really go
i want cheese, put a lot at stake, no philly though
i feel like what missy wrote:
my skill i work it, can’t stand the rain – it’s sh-tty yo
dropped taxes on their b-tch -ss
with rome dey on the video
bout millions
you really broke

where yo -ss was at when i was puffin on the dank?
where yo -ss was at when it come to making bank?
where yo -ss was at when i was being a beast like hank?
where yo -ss was at when i was getting head from mancs?
that’s a reds…

[outro]
hahaha
yeah
eh?
wey yuh dey?
wey yuh dey?
and i don’t play
bands bands

- yung rudd

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