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lord jah-monte ogbon - worldwide pt. 2 كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: lord jah_monte ogbon]
yeah
ayy
you already know what this is
god
my white hoe, she real reserved like she voted for bush
i need them racks to hit the stage so no promotional looks (i need that)
i’m sellin’ funds, he on the run, you know most of us crooks (for real)
the 30 dirty like curry, never post up and look
look, seek knowledge
though i be in china, took a road trip with my b_tch to get this bread that had designs up (get to that bag)
she flipped the tarot card and it was red all on the line_up
wisdom is the cherished gold, they cherish me in paris, no (b_tch)
don’t f_ck with no hoes in my area code
my b_tch a shooter, tiffany hayes, i d_ck her for days
my married b_tch can’t show her face, we play the crib makin’ plays
i don’t want no young hoe, i need a b_tch with some grays
my queen get clean before she pray, i love a earth with some grace
my cokehead b_tch ‘round the way, can’t keep a brick from her face
do what i say, know any b_tch get replaced (f_ck outta here)
overlapping in the race and i’m just skipping in place (god)

[hook: lord jah_monte ogbon]
you could never sign for me, son, get your knowledge up (f_ck outta here)
took this b_tch real wide, still got a common touch (ayy)
know you see me gettin’ to it, through it, wisin’ up (st_rdy)
on the move yo, n_ggas rising up, ayy
you could never sign for me son, get your knowledge up
took this b_tch real wide and still got a common touch (know me)
know you see me gettin’ to it, through it, wisin’ up
on the move yo, n_ggas rising up, god (god)
[verse 2: fly anakin, big kahuna o.g.]
i take my time when i write my raps, she growing so impatient
thinking ‘bout these lines while i puff this spliff, these n_ggas soulja hatin’
my heart is big but it’s faking ‘cause i know you be faking
and we ain’t spoke ‘bout no engagements, this ain’t tradin’ sp_ces b_tch (ayy)
ayy, some of my n_ggas be gun shy but they say they patient
a lot of my n_ggas be rich by now if they weren’t busy caking
you know what i’m on
underworld alliances, my marriage unify two continents, sound lucrative (yo, yo, yo)
my lords was never new to this doggy
natural sauce but y’all was makin’ it corny
only the [?]
my pops refused to make your money but ain’t no cops lookin’ for me
that ain’t for me we made a [?] on my subordinates gully
they form a army like crete
i want no parts of ‘em usually but we all from the same street
gotta front like i’m gone for the summer and come back after the beef
even the ogs that was fond of us been gettin’ far from fun, f_ck it

- lord jah monte ogbon

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