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Naij Lyrics - Artist : Hardy Caprio
Buh buh..
Hmm.. Fuck this weak shit Yeah yeah.. Me and Tex in that ride Man finesse like I'm Naij They're forgetting what I'm like Wanna bread me on the sly End up comin' too close Please don't step up on my Nikes In the evening time we love em' But by the morning tell em' bye All these rap bruddas corny Everything they do it bores me How you running to the pigs But you're comin' telling porkies Mouth doing Mo Farah They just wanna tell a story Oh no, oh no They're forgetting what I'm like Me and Tex in that ride They're forgetting what I'm like Man finesse like I'm Naij Man finesse like I'm Naij Used to be dead broke Now we get it like its rice Bare at home, bare at home Man you gotta tell em' twice Cool off, cool off Stand down stand down Anymore weak shit Man down, man down I don't wanna hear sound I don't wanna hear sound Fuck this weak shit Man's out, man's out I'm in the ends with your gal'ens With the man I finesse with Naij These man that I flex with Naij They might beat while I dead this pride My yardy niggas they on badness With the man I cut cheques with Naij These man I finesse with Naij Man's had a hectic life I just always wanted more Yatties wanna come on tour Man just wanna come and bounce I'm a lighty connoisseur You weren't saying nothing then How you saying something now? Bitches off your front door Man will come into your house I just let you know its patent Why you moving like a patty? Man might pull up with a scatty White Beamer black trackie You weren't saying nothing then How you saying something now? You won't even know I know the drilla nigga I just fucking get about Me and Tex in that ride They're forgetting what I'm like Man finesse like I'm Naij Man finesse like I'm Naij Used to be dead broke Now we get it like its rice Bare at home, bare at home Man you gotta tell em' twice Cool off, cool off Stand down stand down Anymore weak shit Man down, man down I don't wanna hear sound I don't wanna hear sound Fuck this weak shit Man's out, man's out I'm in the ends with your gal'ens With the man I finesse with Naij These man that I flex with Naij They might beat while I dead this pride My yardy niggas they on badness With the man I cut cheques with Naij These man I finesse with Naij Man's had a hectic life Man's always wanted more ...On tour I just wanna come 'n' bounce I'm a lighty connoisseur |
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