A wasteman on a game ting PlayStation
But his a bitch boy
He should of been on
Babestation
Ever had a waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I'm shoutin, one of the best in Pecks, don't doubt him I used to move mountains, bars too many, stop countin
She got big yams, I'm poundin, groundin' Tell me how I'm soundin
I talk in third person, ain't no dickheads around him Smokin' on Munk, no showlin
Said she wants dick, I told her bring the towel in Gal love houndin, when he comes round, throws down, bed drownin
Wap, wap, every time I rave, bring loud in' Eight cars guaranteed to bring a crowd in
I'm in a corner sippin' Henny with a brown ting Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him
Ever had a waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I ain't even done yet Got a fresh Cali pack, I ain't even bun yet
Run laps around tracks Thriller in the booth like Mike Jack
Might Jack, you for your food I was like that, like that when I was a youth
Light skin, bout pretty boy Gangster in a suit, I got shirt on
Shoes still bad, up any ute Try take me out, retirement, I blaze you like a zoo
Monster in the booth, gallis and a gangster when I was a little youth
Man can never draw me out, this ain't a cartoon Every time I step, they feel my presence in the room
D.M.O.E - Shoutin' Lyrics
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English
A wasteman on a game ting PlayStation
But his a bitch boy
He should of been on
Babestation
Ever had a waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I'm shoutin, one of the best in Pecks, don't doubt him I used to move mountains, bars too many, stop countin
She got big yams, I'm poundin, groundin' Tell me how I'm soundin
I talk in third person, ain't no dickheads around him Smokin' on Munk, no showlin
Said she wants dick, I told her bring the towel in Gal love houndin, when he comes round, throws down, bed drownin
Wap, wap, every time I rave, bring loud in' Eight cars guaranteed to bring a crowd in
I'm in a corner sippin' Henny with a brown ting Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him
Ever had a waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I ain't even done yet Got a fresh Cali pack, I ain't even bun yet
Run laps around tracks Thriller in the booth like Mike Jack
Might Jack, you for your food I was like that, like that when I was a youth
Light skin, bout pretty boy Gangster in a suit, I got shirt on
Shoes still bad, up any ute Try take me out, retirement, I blaze you like a zoo
Monster in the booth, gallis and a gangster when I was a little youth
Man can never draw me out, this ain't a cartoon Every time I step, they feel my presence in the room
But his a bitch boy
He should of been on
Babestation
Ever had a waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waste man around you, it's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I'm shoutin, one of the best in Pecks, don't doubt him I used to move mountains, bars too many, stop countin
She got big yams, I'm poundin, groundin' Tell me how I'm soundin
I talk in third person, ain't no dickheads around him Smokin' on Munk, no showlin
Said she wants dick, I told her bring the towel in Gal love houndin, when he comes round, throws down, bed drownin
Wap, wap, every time I rave, bring loud in' Eight cars guaranteed to bring a crowd in
I'm in a corner sippin' Henny with a brown ting Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him Not raving on my own, we surround him
Champagne bottles everywhere, man a drown him
Ever had a waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
Waist man around you? It's frustrating I'm drippin' on the floor, they call that motivation
Man talk a lot, but they ain't doin' nae thing I beg a man, stop talkin' like we're on the same thing
I ain't even done yet Got a fresh Cali pack, I ain't even bun yet
Run laps around tracks Thriller in the booth like Mike Jack
Might Jack, you for your food I was like that, like that when I was a youth
Light skin, bout pretty boy Gangster in a suit, I got shirt on
Shoes still bad, up any ute Try take me out, retirement, I blaze you like a zoo
Monster in the booth, gallis and a gangster when I was a little youth
Man can never draw me out, this ain't a cartoon Every time I step, they feel my presence in the room
Writer: D Moses
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