Kishore Kumar Hits

Masicka - King текст песни

Исполнитель: Masicka

альбом: 438


(Dunwell)
Yeah
Legends live forever
Weh mi do? Leff mi name inna 'e earth like a King (woo)
Gyal a liff up dem skirt, what a ting (woo)
Bwoy yuh wi' get hurt shot a fling (pop-pop)
Anuh mi alone, a di world dat a sing
Nuff money, bruk pocket, dat a sin
Badmind, get a bomb, pop a pin
What happen? Doh waah see di block a win
Cash a swing, bed never have propa' spring
Fuck a pool, buy a beach mek mama swim (woo)
Buil' a school and teach di yute some odda ting
She fuck pon yuh nuh matter how yuh falla Kim (yeah)
And watch 'e man gatherin'
And every black man a King
Every black man a King
Mad dawg watcha
Money up, man a push weight, not a gym
Every move a movie yow dawg what a film (woo)
Snake style, fake smile, watch a grin
Mi shoot first, di place wild, shot a grim
Grung plane, leather seat, propa' rim
Black rain anuh di rain God a bring
Champagne, champagne gyal a puke
High grade, man a float, Aladdin
Ten different account dawg bag a pin
Mansa Musa, bag a gold, bag a bling
She want a shoota, yeah, fi put di dagger in (dagger in)
And every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
Every black man a King
Diss 'e family
Close range inna yuh face, rock yuh chin (rock)
Chance fiyuh slight dem dehso slim (woo)
Lights out, how dah endz deh suh dim?
Who survive? Shot inna dem head jus' a ring (ring)
Born hustler nuh sleep, fuck di nappin'
Gyal a leff from work fi mi buss di stockin' (woo)
Stuff mi cock in den she cut guh clock in
Mi girl try tell mi a love mi lackin'
Waah rich like a drugs wi stackin'
Pull up, from wi pull up full dat up to di brim
Two gyal inna di tub, dem a twin, yeah
And every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
And every black man a King
Every black man a...
Every black man a King
My grandson
No weapon that form against you shall prosper
And every tongue dat rise up against you shall be condemn in judgement
The Lord will continue cover you under his blood
The world is yours
Your gonna spread your wings as an eagle
God bless you, no weapon and every tongue dat rise up against you
Shall be condemn in judgement, the mouth of the Lord has spoken
Love you my grandson
For you I am praying

Поcмотреть все песни артиста

Другие альбомы исполнителя

Похожие исполнители

Spice

Исполнитель

Bugle

Исполнитель

Cham

Исполнитель