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Uh Yeah Yeah It's Silva
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
I Can't even walk around in peace
Whilst being the talk of the town on a leash
The only there's peace is when
I'm lonely
Or whenever me and her
Are kissing up so slowly
Yo so let me pull up on this track now
All these niggas wanna talk
With a damn frown
I ain't even doing shit they're hating on the crown
All eyes on me tourist of the town
Seeing niggas getting scared with a frown
Now They Wanna try and take
My crown...
They need to sit back down
Know what I mean
You can swim but you drown
See what I mean
Now your girl wan come around
She want me
Yeah
She want me
You can swim but you drown
See what I mean
Now your girl wan come around
She want me
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
Gyal Like The way that I tango
Is that why they let their
Man Go
Attitude Django, tongue doing
Rango, Never In The bandoe
Man got me Tryna Move
Like the Rambo
Still step in a place looking
All blanco
Looking all angelic
Man they know I'm the man though
Still catch me eating all this
Food at the Nando's
Everyday withdraw from the banco
Never been bad in my life
Yo soy um santo
Yo no soy Latino mami
Yo soy angoleño
Soy um fantasma no me Veras en años
No me Veras en años
Soy un fantasma mami
No me veres en años
Yo no soy Latino mami
Yo soy angoleño
Yeah Mami
Yo soy angoleño
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
One, Two, Three to the Four
All I hear is niggas
Tryna come up On my door
Five, Six, Seven to the Eight
Paigons dem I leave them
Lying On Estates
One, Two, Three to the Four...
WRITERS
Hobson Wilson
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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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