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jay ardz - roadside كلمات الأغنية

(chorus)
i was brought up on the road side
ya, you know the cold side
a foot deep in snow
like yh yh yh

broski got a clip
and he down ta let it rip
it get busy in the strip
like da da da
like da da da
don’t slip don’t trip
like na na na

said her throat dry
and she no wan water
she na want beef
na she want casava

(1st verse)
ft she flash
no java
long strokes
make her sing opera

like you can get it how you want it
i be up there with the summit
tried ta play for a fool
but i treat her like a puppet

really on the roadside
tell em hold tight
haters can’t keep my name out their mouth guess i must be on a roll right
if a n-gg- wanna scr-p
then we can go fight
pull up in a 19 merc all white
bad b got woody like andy
said the implant in her arms come in handy
and if that don’t work then you know i got a plan b
yeah you know i got a plan b
love girls that pop pills
i ain’t xannys

her man don’t want beef
like na na na
why his girl keep calling for banana
raise in the jungle
the savannah

i was brought up on the road side
ya, you know the cold side
a foot deep in snow
like yh yh yh

broski got a clip
and he down ta let it rip
it get busy in the strip
like da da da
like da da da
don’t slip don’t trip
like na na na

said her throat dry
and she no wan water
she na want beef
na she want casava

(2nd verse)
don’t care whose at the top
just know you hafi plummet
coming like gravity
in the throne room looking rugged
yh my team be scoring buckets
and my pockets full of hunnets
they talk out they -ss like the muppets
bring ya boss no middle men puppets
got my wrist all flooded
can’t help but drip
going straight to the lizzy
i don’t want no lip
might down a bottle of henny
don’t like to think when i sip
cuz i know to many many man
in this sh-t
couple allegations and i pray they don’t stick
i be on my john wick
i want that money and the power
bad bs only in the rave ain’t no banta
keep my mind cool meditate with samatha
thick ting white on her belly like a panda
big man working with a chimney call him santa
you ain’t ever broke brick on the table
in the trap house and you pray the lord save you
living in the trenches
i’ve seen fat boys hide food in a crack
just for their paper can stack
heart beating when you hear them sirens at ya back
no plan b only choice is to attack
reload unfold then wrap it back
really the lifestyle my broddas dem live

whatcha you know about that road side
ya, you know that cold side
a foot deep in snow
like na na na

broski got a clip
and he down ta let it rip
it get busy on the strip
like da da da
like da da da
don’t slip don’t trip
like na na na

said her throat dry
and she no wan water
she na want beef
na she want casava

- jay ardz

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