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Proper Lyrics - Artist : Double S
See that girl over there?
She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper She don't raise her tone when I go her phone I'm grown, you know my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper See that girl over there? She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper She don't raise her tone when I go her phone I'm grown, yeah my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper Yeah, yeah, it's the flow da-dada On my life, you won't find a flow that's badder Tell Dex that I'm tryna climb that ladder Any time I'm out nobody don't matter No, they don't really want no passa Skinny brudda tryna get my pockets fatter It's only P's if you see me in the manor Cuh I ain't really into the chitter or the chatter Nah, man ah do this proper From time when you could get a five-pound top-up Dem times man I was a window shopper Now red bottoms, man's really in dem proper (whoo!) That girl there, she got a butter If she's down then I might just chop her Peng few too so you know I can't blop her I'ma show her I do this proper See that girl over there? She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper She don't raise her tone when I go her phone I'm grown, you know my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper See that girl over there? She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper She don't raise her tone when I go her phone I'm grown, yeah my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper I do it P-R-O, P-E-R From way back I'm like a BCR I know a gyal that could've been a TV star She's a leng ting I wanna give CPR Might hit the roads in sutting that's hard And hit the red carpet in sutting that's suave She found a brudda that do both I be in and out, get the titties out of the bra I'm freaky, in the backseat of the car To be honest, no I never came for your heart 'Cause your claim is the cleanest, know you're from Venus But right now I really wanna take you to Mars All in my space, she [?] my bars To be honest, she wants to chill with the stars 'Cause she knows that the mandem are doing it large Now she's looking at her brudda like she's looking at the Shard I'm gone See that girl over there? She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper She don't raise her tone when I go her phone I'm grown, you know my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper See that girl over there? (whoo) She wanna holler cuh my ting's proper (whoo) She don't raise her tone when I go her phone (ayy) I'm grown, you know my ting proper Uh, I can never be on a joke ting Manaman ah do this proper Uh, say what you want but a brudda But as long as you know I do this proper |
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