oakland – nike air dunks (feat. Bossman Birdie, Jme & Big H) Lyrics

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nike air dunks Lyrics
nike air dunks Lyrics
  • Artist oakland
  • Featured Bossman Birdie, Jme, Big H
  • Title nike air dunks
  • Album nike air dunks (feat. Bossman Birdie, Jme & Big H) – Single

Everybody knows you're some goodie-goodie
That screw face and that Rocco and Hooky just ain't working
Sorry bredrin, I'm Buzz Lightyear and you come like Woody
Now look at my man bigging up his chest

Come like man's tryna grow some rest
Stop that before you get an arched chest
I don't know who my man's tryna impress

From day one I said I was serious

But nobody took me serious
But then boy I go to the raves and I spit in a rage
And I spit in their face
For the disrespect, I am serious
Boy Better Know I'm serious
Jme don't take no shit

Boy that don't like Jme, listen up 'cause
Joe tried to jack me, where is he?
Alex tried to bite me, where is he?
Jahme wants to clash me, where is he?
Dominic dissed me, where is he?
Labels wanna sign me, where are they?
Pussios wanna rush me, where are they?

Crews wanna clash me, where are they?
Come clash me, be serious

Name in your Nike Air Dunks, blud

I ain't gonna chat, I ain't gonna chat, I ain't gonna chat
Hang tight, hang tight the crew
Believe
Yo

You think you're darty
But right now Bossman's flown, that's Marky

Me nuh talk, don't talk about barky

Stop riding with light, you wicked like Sharky
You better know that Bossman make duppy
Come cross me and survive, that's lucky
You better know that Bossman make duppy
Come cross me and survive, that's lucky, yo
Them can't walk the walk, they're like me
Them can't talk the talk, they're like me
Big badman, Bossman Birdie

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I see you but you can't see me
Them can't walk the walk, they're like me
Them can't talk the talk, they're like me

Big badman, Bossman Birdie

I see you but you can't see me, yeah
When the gash phone me more time, we're busy
Becah me have 'nuff cap on the lizzy
Word on Bob, no, it's not fizzy
No bother bait up the phone line, for shizzy
Don't chat fuckery pon me lizzy
No bother say star, say skizzy

Don't wanna be rudeboy, it's fizzy
New ling what what we call him Dizzy
When the gash phone me more time, me angry
Becah me have problems with me family
Man shot works so my mum can't stand me
At least man didn't grow to be no pansy
Cah me can't walk the walk, you're nyam Bambi
Me nuh deal with the war like Gandhi
Me nuh deal with the war like Gandhi
Come up with the trigger man's handy

Big riddim, big riddim all the while, you get me?
I'm just bless this, I'm gonna bless it easy
You know me H, yeah
Deep guy in the game, deep guy in the game, man
Deep guy in the game
Alright, if I see

When you see H, you know what's happening
When I come around, you know I've got that thing

Can't get picky, shook with your Gatling
Look in your eyes, I can see that you're acting
Can't be that bad when you look that thin
Some smiley-faced guy with a gay grin
Spent all your spare time gazing
I'm cold but my lyrics dem are blazing

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What? Give me space, give me room
Glock 19, spread your face 'round the room

Street life here, not a silly cartoon
Black hood, white tee, my costume
Jump in my GT, zing, zing, zoom

See me on TV real, real soon
Nuff MCs wanna copy my tune
Don't wanna see me blow, too late, boom
The bally, come Mr. Fool, let's rally
Use my lyrics, try draw two gally
Two-two leave an MC in the alley

Big H, me nuh dilly, me nuh dally
Chat two lyrics that impress the gyally
Put down the .45, draw for the bally
Big .45, the big man I carry
My name's H, not Harry, yeah

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